Poem 115 – Solitude

Simply beautiful.




A car goes by


I lie still

What day is it?

Oh Saturday.


More silence.

Time to reflect

Time to gather self

Time to take stock

Time for me.

My aloneness

Is ok

I am used to me

Me is ok.

Me plays fair

Me laughs at my jokes

Me loves my cooking

Me comforts me when down

Me loves me.

My world is big

Family is large

Love them, care for them

As they grow within themselves.

My solitude,

My space

Precious world.

To be invited in

You must be

Above special


See me

As me.

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