Me and My Shadow

It seems so very quiet I've
found myself alone,
finally a peaceful moment that  
I can call my own.
As I'm gazing all around me
I look upon the wall,
there silently sits my shadow
I'm not alone at all.
When I have a problem and no
one seems to care,
sitting on the sidelines it seems
you're always there.
Though you cannot say a word
you always listen to me,
when no one else can find the time
you're always there never to busy.
There's so much I have to tell you that's gone wrong through out this day, but I feel so very foolish talking to you this way.
Some people would call me crazy but
they don't understand, why my shadow
is so important but now I think I can.
Sometimes we only need someone who'll
listen that cannot criticize,
make judgements or give advice about
the way we live our lives.
I'll take comfort in that thought as I make
it through today,
but for now it's just me and my shadow
until the morning light takes you away.

Written by Kathy J Parenteau
copyright © May 1989