


| I stepped out on a cool Autumn night for a short stroll in the crisp moonlight. The wind was playing a tune in the leaves and whispered a song amongst the tall grass. All around me the shadows were dancing in the dim light. I found myself swaying and moving, joining the shadows for a short Waltz. I think I saw the Man in the Moon smile with delight as I spent the night Shadow Dancing |
| Shadow Dancing By Herbert Medlin |