My shadow shivers in the snow,puts on a coat from where I do not know and I watch spellbound as it moves to go indoors and sit beside the fire,as if it dreams of greater things,
I should buy a ball and chain and chain it to the rain of snow that snows on me, then and only then will my shadow see that it is linked to me and not so casually decide to go because of its dislike of snow.

A snowman smiles at these goings on, while a robin sits and tweets,then eats the eyes and flies off with the snowmans nose,all this in December's snow,it's no wonder my shadow decides to try and go again,
I will definitely buy a ball and chain.

A clever tyke sat on a sled
said,
'lock your shadow in the shed
or better yet
leave it in bed,
everybody and his mum knows that shadows only like the sun'

There are highs and lows and shadows drive me up the wall,they're super climbers after all,but if my shadow hates the snow,
then I'll let it go and hope that it comes back to follow me or depending on the time of day,lead me on my way.

My shadow now decides to stay and play,stretching out across the flakes,all it takes is a feeble sun to give my shadow so much fun,it's an awkward cuss,don't know what the fuss was all about,
I should give it such a clout but we are friends, even though it sends me round the bend,
we'll stay friends until the end
until the night lends me a hand and sends my shadow off to sleep,somewhere warm in shadow land.