Shadow Guardian, by itty bitty Subscribe to rss feed for itty bitty

A shadow is a figure
Dancing crazy on the wall
Sometimes it's here,
Sometimes no where near
So if you see me all alone
Don't come,
WATCH
As you grow closer
I smaller
Bigger still as you turn away
A shadow on a wall
A slave at my master's beck and call
I cannot come and play
But
I am here everyday
Watching you
So run along and play for you are safe
Thanks to your shadow, your guardian
On the wall

(Another transferral)
Posted: 2006-06-11 18:41:55 UTC

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