Its changing face Captioned The child in me, clapping with intense glee Oh! how she would ecstaically wait, wait for the light, wait to chase shadows The child n the shadow, often clung to each other, yet never got into any fight Happiness simply meant trying to catch any shadow 'fore it vanished from sight I grew and with me the shadows too I often saw them following me At times leading me, as I followed, listlessly My shadow now somehow seems lonesome, gloomy