The Dementia Darnings - Stitched With Love
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Shadow WritingHere in the early morning sun,
Is my shadow the anxious, thoughtless, must-get-on, must-cope, mustn’t-think-about-it self
Who tumbled through this life in the sunshine,
Spreading little streaks of darkness
Where before there had been light?
If it is, I want to be the writer,
Conscious and aware of all the good,
Soaking in the light and beauty of this day,
I want to be the leader, and my shadow the follower.
I want to turn to the sun and leave my shadow to follow behind.
My life is with the sun, not in the shadow.