Tuesday, May 5, 2009


(Photo by Sabrina of Nouns Make Verbs)


Shadows come and shadows go
On a sunny day
Dancing, jumping, twirling, skipping
Happy all the way

You always have a friend close by
When the sun is shining
A shadow makes the perfect pal
You never hear no whining

Some may say that shadows are
For the young at heart
But take it from me, tho' I may be old
My shadow is my precious part

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