LONELY PEOPLE
sad to find no pleasure
from one to smile back –
or a gentle touch –
as fingers swipe across
ones’ face
people - back away
tremble inside – yelling
without telling - please
step aside
lonely for those people
who stare from a window
waiting patiently for a
sign of life
once frolicking inside
ones’ home with friends of
friends and relatives – now
gone
how chasing a butterfly
or watching a grasshopper
made children shudder –
when spiders crawled
life becomes empty
when you are one -
waiting in silence for
one – only one
to return
from dust.
Nancy Duci Denofio
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