She
is still the same as
me can’t you see
me can’t you see
Much
taller than I, as if
she can reach the sky.
she can reach the sky.
I
bend, she bends,
I stand tall, and she stands tall
I stand tall, and she stands tall
Most
of all she never leaves
me alone.
me alone.
When
I wake, she is there and
even when I walk upstairs.
even when I walk upstairs.
My
shadow
My
friend
Walks
with me, till the bitter end
When
the end is near, I will not fear
For
I am not alone at all
I
look left and I look right
She
is never far from my sight.
As
the years go fleeting by
I
will look back on this time
I
will thank her for her guidance
My
shadow
My
friend
Good
Night
By
Rhonda G Waits 9/21/11
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ReplyDelete@RhondaWaits I was actually watching Reruns of Milan Fashion Week while reading "My Shadow" :) A very passionate piece Rhonda.
Mar 26, 10:35 AM via Twittelator
Hi Roger! Thank you and I am humbled.
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting take on your shadow, when one thinks of it. Our shadow has been around as long as we've been. Sticking to us and never talking back, watching us grow, stumble, fall and get right back up. I love my shadow and I love how you honored and gave tribute to yours here. Well done, very creative indeed. Hugs
ReplyDeleteHi Vincent. Thank you and yes our shadow has been around forever. Was feeling kinda lonely when this was wrote. It si now special to me and so are you.
DeleteSweet Wishes Rhonda.
That is fantastic and was so enjoyable to read.
ReplyDeleteHi Maria Hardy thank you so much or your inspirational comment.
ReplyDeleteSweet wishes Rhonda.
Just dropping by ;) Cheers!
ReplyDeleteHi Roger I just dropped by your blog. I will have a new poem up in the morning after Eric helps me edit it, by 11 AM central time.
ReplyDeleteSweet wishes Rhonda
Looking forward to that. ;)
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