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My Shadow by Robert Louis Stevenson
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I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
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And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
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He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
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And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.
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The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow—
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Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
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For he sometimes shoots up taller like an India-rubber ball,
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And he sometimes gets so little that there’s none of him at all.
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He hasn’t got a notion of how children ought to play,
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And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
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He stays so close beside me, he’s a coward you can see;
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I’d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!
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One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
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I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
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But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
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Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
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source: "https://poets.org/anthology/poems-your-poetry-project-public-domain" |