Poems that pursue the horizon from past to present and poems created for NaPoWriMo 2017
|I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me when I jump into my bed,
The funniest thing about him is he likes to grow--
Not at all like proper children, which is always kind of slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like and India-rubber ball,
And he sometimes gets so little that there's one of him at all.
He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to to nurse as that shadow sticks to me!
One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
Robert Louis Stevenson [1850-1894]
From: The Home Book of Verse by Burton Egbert Stevenson, 1917, pg. 158
Day 5 - "My Shadow" is another favorite by another wonderful writer of children's literature, Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894), a Scotsman who migrated to America. He wrote classic stories as well as poetry for children: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poets/detail/robert-louis-steve... While I do also like his poem "The Land of Counterpane", this poem appeals to me more. And yes, it is another that my Mom could easily recite.