Her Shadow:

by Scott Cole   Jul 30, 2015


And every since I met her
She's been really close to me,
My one girl in that million
You best better believe.

She's ghostly grey in color
As obsessed as can be,
For when I'm in the limelight
She's right there next to me.

She's been everywhere I have
And she's seen awhole lot too,
Whatever that I tries to do
She sticks to me like glue.

She's never says a single word
Because she's shy as can be,
So everytime I see my friends
I just bring her along with me.

For she's always on my back
And nearly tripping over me,
While looking over my shoulder
To see what she can see.

She's such a noisy little lady
And as dark as she can be,
She's always in my business
With her backside up to me.

She can be somewhat scary
The way she sneaks around,
Without either of her feet
Ever touching on the ground.

So mister if you would allow
Could I tell you something,
If you take away her light
She's but only make believe.

For she's the shadow of light
The darkness of the mid-day,
The creation of my afterlife
My ghostly shade of grey.

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