Two Little Shadows

I saw a young mother

With eyes full of laughter

And two little shadows

Came following after.

Wherever she moved,

They were always right there

Holding onto her skirts,

Hanging onto her chair.

Before her, behind her -

An adhesive pair.

'Don't you ever get weary

As, day after day,

your two little tagalongs

Get in your way? '

She smiled as she shook

Her pretty young head,

And I'll always remember

The words that she said.

'It's good to have shadows

That run when you run,

That laugh when you're happy

And hum when you hum -

For you only have shadows

When your life's filled with sun.'