The Shadow

I've realized that whenever I am in a writing slump, I can use my blog as a refrigerator door and post brilliant things my kids have done. I was cleaning up some old files last night and I found this poem that Noah wrote when he was 13. Like I've already said...I think it's brilliant!


The Shadow

As I slept in dark last night
A shadow approached my cot
And though I awoke upon a fright
The shadow hurt me not
I asked the shadow, “How do you do?”
The shadow thought for a while
And he replied, “I am you, I do how you do.”
Though the words he spoke were true, I was in denial
“If I am me, then you must lie.”
He chuckled as if he had just commit a crime
“You see…each man is like a die,
He has many faces, but only one shows at a time.”
And then my shadow disappeared and I became like lumber
And once again I returned to my silenced slumber


Noah Crocker