THE SHADOW

As I child I did watch him fascinated

Always he followed me wherever I go

If I enter a dark place, not lit well

He will hide himself, so not to be seen

Growing up, when my life struggles started

Yes, the shadow was always with me still

But, it is not the dark shadow, formed in light

This shadow was of my worries, which followed

This shadow was not that friendly shadow

As he refused to disappear in dark or light

Whether awake or asleep he stood the same

The shadow, of worries, never left my side, alone

Now flat on the bed as I lay staring at the ceiling

Wonder where did all those shadows vanish too

Deadlines, dates, times all vanished I the immovable,

How I yearn now, for a shadow at least, for company.