My shadow was not silent
My shadow had many names
My shadow had a furry face, and a waggly tail
My shadow enjoyed his dandilion puffs during long walks
My shadow would wait by the birch tree, until our kids got home from 🏫 safely
My shadow would bark and bite at the mower tires with ferocity
My shadow loved to wrestle with glee
My shadow loved to watch his mumma cooking, and as she danced like a bee
My shadow would grab a few pillows and turn the couch into his nesting place
My shadow loved riding in the car while we listened to 95.3
My shadow would come and get me when it was time for sleep
My shadow never wavered during life's uncertain times
My shadow was the better part of me
My shadow will always be dear to me.