#The Shadow

In the quiet of twilight’s embrace,
A shadow dances, soft and gray,
It stretches long, then fades away,
A silent partner in the race.

It clings to walls, to cobblestone,
A whisper where the light has shone,
Yet in the dark, it stands alone,
A ghost that lingers, barely known.

A witness to both joy and pain,
It never speaks, yet still remains, ...