Shadow

Shadows are fickle
So much like dime and nickle
In sunshine, they stay to tickle
Setting sun melts the chicle
Ain't that brickle?

Shadows ditch, but at sunset

You were one better......

Love, sure was not a fetter
I was the lamb
You led me to slaughter
You, my tipple and me the whetter
Drunk on love, i went teeter- totter

My eyes, blinded by love
You melted away in the bright sunshine
For some netter?
Surely not one better

No wonder
You had promised me
To be my shadow
And steal my thunder..................