A Shadow of Myself

I've never thought much about shadows until now I could wax lyrical on this subject if I only knew how I love to look at trees in the twilight They become silhouettes making shadows to delight Many magnificent pictures that come to mind Sunny days bring shadows too of a very different kind The sun can cast a shadow You can see a shadow on the moon Fingers can make pictures on the wall That makes little children swoon The shadow that interests me And captures me the most Is the shadow I see of myself Me when I am a ghost