When I go walking just before dawn,
streetlights filter through the palms,
forming one shadow of me, maybe ten feet tall,
leading me bravely on.
A short one, too,
just off to the right, still myself, close by.
And when I look down to discover,
that she stays there, by my side.
It's good to know that I've both the quest
and the spirit
that I elongate, to push ahead
with anticipation to keep a good pace,
while my guardian shadow is there, just there,
with me, my protecting grace.
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