I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.
The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow-
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an India rubber ball,
And he sometimes gets so little that there's none like him at all.
He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!
One morning, very early, before the sun came up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepyhead,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
My Shadow- Robert Louis Stevenson, A Child's Garden of Verses
@summerfield Thank you Summerfield- it's totally about us, but the early years of our relationship, we really wanted to live on a farm. @crickle1969 Thank you Crickle. This is more to my liking as far as selfies go!
@bkbinthecity Thanks bkb!
@sarasdadandmom Thanks Terry- yes the 4 o'clock shadow is almost as long as the 5 o'clock version!
@nicolecampbell Thanks Nicole!
@digitalrn Thanks Rick!
@crickle1969 Thank you Crickle. This is more to my liking as far as selfies go!