My Shadow

My Shadow

It follows me in moving light
A silent friend
It stretches along with the rising sun
And shrinks away when the day is done.

It dances when I jump with glee
It copies every part of me
Though it is always by my side
It never speaks but it cannot hide

At dusk it blends with the evening’s hue
A shade of black
But still I know when night is through
My shadow waits to walk anew.

Sr. Berna Nakimuli, MMM



USA