Shadows walk among us.

The light brings the shadows out of the night. 

They appear in the corner of your eye.

But when you look around. 

They go down to the bay, 

they skip stones across the waves.

Only to disappear when you don't want to them to be seen.

They mind their own business as you go and try to find them.

People say that shadows are our imagination.

But how can we prove that theory,

The only way is to tell someone speaks up.

But what proof.