Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Me and My Shadow

I'm walking down a quiet street.

The sun is setting in the west.

My shadow stretches from my feet,

Far down the walk as though in quest

Of getting to the car before

Me as though we are in a race

The sun dared when we left the store.

Though behind, I keep up the pace.

I see ahead a dog run toward

Me and no human is around.

A dragging leash can't be ignored.

The eager pup at me does bound.

The shadow of the pooch does pee

On my shadow, the pooch on me.