As small boy, <br />I was always falling over empty bottles, <br />in that single room that looked out <br />onto the grey and cracked slates of urban roofs. <br />I played hide and seek with my small shadow... <br /> <br />I never found it once.<br /><br />Ian Bowen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-shadow-chaser-2/
