Woodrow’s Shadow

Woodrow’s shadow
Is attached to his feet
Imitating Woodrow
In the hot, hot heat

But when the sun goes down
And the heat burns out
Woodrow’s shadow escapes
And frolics about.

He skips his own skip
And walks his own way
Things he can’t do with Woodrow
During the hot, hot day.

He eats what he wants
And zooms down the slide –
The one Woodrow is scared of
And hasn’t even tried.

He visits his family
And hugs them so tight
Before the sun starts rising
And breaks up the night

Then he sprints toward Woodrow
And attaches his feet
Ready to work
In the hot, hot heat.

Advertisement