He was two weeks 'shy of' his 19th birthday when he joined the army.
The ball stopped just a few inches 'shy of' the hole.
He's three credits 'shy of' his bachelor's degree.
(..) what we call poems, being merely pictures. The poems of the privacy of the night. And of men like me. This poem, drooping shy and unseen, that I always carry. And that all men carry." Not bad for Whitman. Hey, look, we got a visitor. (..)2004 The Notebook