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Mon 29 Nov, 2004 04:08 pm
Shadow
I am a shadow
Always present but,
Not always seen.
Many times I am
Stepped on and
Passed by
Because I am
An ordinary thing,
Not thought about
Or respected, not
Usually rejected
Though I am only
An outline
Of solid images
Not the true substance.
I fade away,
When the time comes.
But , yet I
Appear once again
To fulfill my never
ending duty
.
Not causing joy
Or sorrow
Not really needed.
I follow.
I am not a leader,
Without others
I would not be
A shadow.
I like this, and I can relate to the thoughts.
The life in the shadow of someone else. It's quite good. I've spent my life in the shadow of others... Never knowing quite who I was.. It's kinda sad
Shadows always make great foundations :-) Excellent poem!
an interesting read, thanks.
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