My shadow, and I were <br />born on each other's side. <br />He and I swore to be <br />one, until we've both died. <br /> <br />For sixty years now, <br />I'd been at his side. <br />Then, one sunny day, <br />he suddenly died. <br /> <br />Now, we are buried, deep, <br />each one on his own side.<br /><br />Mike Acker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/side-by-side-14/
