Anonymous
Hold me while you can.
Speak to me while I’m here.
Tell me that you love me.
Now the time is dear.
Get to know me while you can.
For tomorrow isn’t promised.
I don’t want to meet you later
as someone who’s called anonymous.
To me you’re more than another person.
Family has a name.
When you see me in the streets
Don’t walk by and just ignore.
Today is now and tomorrow isn’t promised.
I don’t want to meet you later and to me you’re anonymous.
Copyright © Rolanda Smith | Year Posted 2006
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