wildwoosi ([info]wildwoosi) wrote,
@ 2009-04-21 13:49:00
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Current mood: nostalgic

My Shadow
From a Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson. This was my favorite book and favorite poems for a long time, and for some reason it came to mind today.

My Shadow

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—         5
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 of 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.  10
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 was up, 
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup; 
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,  15
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.


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[info]mlerules
2009-04-21 10:13 pm UTC (link)
How nice. Oh, the fact that nowadays you can actually SEE your shadow might've helped return this to your memory. ;-) I'm SO in favor of sunny days!

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