Two and a Third

There lives a very special man
Whose shadow is two
One of a man
One of a woman
He is when he wants
And isn't when he doesn't
Alas! There is a third
Long and dark it looms
It seperates itself from the man
But knows it's where he belongs
What a horrid existance
Exists this third shadow
To be parted from this special man
Let us never forget this very special man
For all the lessons he taught on how to live in this land
He teaches himself
The other shadow, I mean
How to live and love
Forgive and forget
And to remember our great Maker