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...THE NONSENSE SAW OF A SAW-GIRL I SAW IN ARKANSAW by FRED W. ALLSOPP THE SCHOOLROOM OF POETS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET RETREATS by CARRIE ADAMS BERRY GONERIL'S LULLABY, FR. KING LEAR'S WIFE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY PARLEYINGS WITH CERTAIN PEOPLE OF IMPORTANCE: APOLLO AND THE FATES by ROBERT BROWNING THE LORDS' MASQUE: SONG by THOMAS CAMPION NIGHTINGALE by CHRISTIAN CARSTAIRS |