Shadow

Shadow

A cliche line it is

That a shadow follows wherever one is.

A Shadow, it looks it takes no bliss.

Thou great Shadow,

Hailing from the land of the helio,

Tailing behind every lad and lass,

Clinging on with a lasso.

Thou great Shadow ,

Dark mail to the arrows of light,

Invisible person of the night,

A form with no hype.

Thou great Shadow,

Stoic companion forever,

Cheerful never,

Depressed never.

Thou great Shadow,

Silent imitator of actions,

Calm form of mixed passions,

Similar to all of the nations.

Thou great Shadow,

Who comes in all forms,

Driven by the wind,

Over oceans and farms.

Thou great Shadow,

In all shapes and sizes,

High and low,

Pink and mellow.

Thou great Shadow,

Unique and shallow,

May you live on forever.