Just Me
Just Me wrote
The other day…
Sensing
I was sad;
Her words, profound,
Yet, subtle,
Made me feel glad;
Just Me called
The other night
Knowing
I was alone…
There would be
None of that—
Alone’s not where it’s at—
Especially when
Two can talk
By phone;
Just Me thinks
Only of others—
That’s not how
It should always be,
But when
It comes to friends
Selfishness ends
Or maybe
It’s Just Me
Rawland Storm
You know who you are
or
If you don't
You know who they are.
By Rawland
© 2008 Rawland
(All rights reserved)
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