SHADY SHADOW

For The Writer's Cramp; something that is "lost", but reappears...

SHADY SHADOW

         My name is Little Lulu.

         I'm told I am cute for two.

         This morn I woke up early

         and found it stuck to me.

         I stomped, kicked it in the head;

         two of us fell out of bed.

         As I slammed my bedroom door

         it did sneak along the floor.

         I told it to go away.

         I ran outside fast to play.

         It followed me in a chase;

         'Cause of it I hurt my face.

         Down the slide I sat on you,

         but still you stayed stuck like glue.

         I buried you in lots of sand.

         You popped out when I did stand.

         I hid behind a big tree

         sure you couldn't see l'il me.

         When I peeked, it stood waiting;

         quiet, black, unhesitating.

         I dragged it in a puddle,

         rolled, squished it in a muddle.

         Stubborn, it clung to my shoe.

         What else could I at two, do?

         I ran crying to my Mom.

         It made fun sucking its thumb.

         I pointed out the dark blob

         in between my heaving sobs.

         Mom hugged me so very tight,

         promised me I'd be all right.

         Then she showed me something neat,

         a big blob stuck to her feet.

         "It's called a shadow," Mom said.

         "We all have one with a head,

         and arms and legs; see mine wave?

         A shadow helps you be brave."

          "It goes with you everywhere.

         You're never alone, here or there.

         Your shadow friend stays nearby.

It's part of you, don't be shy." ( 40 lines )