I stepped on my shadow.

My shadow said, “That didn’t hurt.”

But when my shadow stepped on me,

Tears of pain began to squirt 

Out from my eyes.

Yet, as I allowed myself to cry,

I realized that it felt good,

And I had a lot of misunderstood 

Grief inside, and slowly my shadow

Returned to me, and said, “Thank you.”

She said it had hurt her, too,

But she was starting to feel better.

-jenn