ALL up and down in shadow-town The shadow children go; In every street you're sure to meet Them running to and fro. They move around without a sound, They play at hide-and-seek, But no one yet that I have met Has ever heard them speak. Beneath the tree you often see Them dancing in and out, And in the sun there's always one To follow you about. Go where you will, he follows still, or sometimes runs before, And, home at last, you'll find him fast Beside you at the door. A faithful friend is he to lend His presence everywhere; Blow out the light -- to bed at night -- your shadow-mate is there! Then he will call the shadows all Into your room to leap, And such a pack! they make it black, And fill your eyes with sleep! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WAITER IN A CALIFORNIA VIETNAMESE RESTURANT by CLARENCE MAJOR THE CARPENTER'S SON by SARA TEASDALE BE STRONG by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK CROSSING THE PLAINS by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER THE LETTER; EDWARD ROWLAND SILL, DIED FEBRUARY 27, 1887 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 2. THE FLOWER ASLEEP by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |