What is a person without their shadow?
Just a passing shape,
Leaving no indentation,
As if they weren’t even there.
Shadows twist and distort,
Showing a frightening version of you,
With gangly legs and pointed fingers.
But the same can be said about the shade of a tree,
Though dark and looming,
Shielding you on a sunny day.
Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 2:42 PM UTC
What is a person without their shadow?
Just a passing shape,
Leaving no indentation,
As if they weren’t even there.
Shadows twist and distort,
Showing a frightening version of you,
With gangly legs and pointed fingers.
But the same can be said about the shade of a tree,
Though dark and looming,
Shielding you on a sunny day.
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