I met a lonely man
who liked to talk
He didn't understand me
or
my way of thought
Yet
he talked to me...continually
He was looking for an explanation
Why I was the way I was.
Why do you sit here and write?
He asked me with a look
that said things with him weren't right
Yet he saw in me
something
he once was...
something
he had let go of.
He was empty
He was sad
He was alone
Yet,
he tried to smile
to find a purpose
He tried to face...
to face Life
He finally fell silent
as my pen
continued to move.
Love and Light
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Simple...and lovely.
ReplyDeleteI hope he found purpose. Beautifully written.
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Beautiful Cat, can't wait to red more xx
ReplyDeleteLove it Cat.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem and images to match...
its no wonder he saw something in you - LOVE AND LIGHT
x
so sad and poignant...
ReplyDeletelife goes on, in this paradox...
This was fun!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Cat! Thanks for linking up again and for your encouragement this week!
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