A poem I wrote for son which has been through many incarnations.
Do shadow children play when the sun goes away?
Do they bounce a shadow ball against a shadow wall?
Do shadow girls and boys play with shadow toys?
Sipping shadow tea in a shadow doll party?
Do they jump a shadow rope down a shadowy slope?
Do they peek up over my head when I’m snug in my bed?
Do they run and play and chase the night away?
Do shadow children play when the sun goes away?`
Other poems by me:
http://www.authspot.com/Poetry/Can-a-Flower-Love-a-Color.645489
http://www.authspot.com/Poetry/The-Hand-of-Sister-Bridgett.548721
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