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Fitting In

I enter the hall wondering where to sit. People stare. I spot an open seat and immediately drop into it. Relief flows through me. I’m a part of the crowd.

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Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 8/26/2009 6:46:00 AM

What a relief when we do spot a seat. Always feel at ease after I sit. Outstanding write. Love, Carol

Date: 7/18/2009 2:48:00 PM

There is so much depth in this poem. I think we all like the feeling of fitting in. You captured the emotion of this experience well in this one. Keep on writing! Love you, Mom

Yvette Deem

Date: 7/12/2009 10:44:00 PM

oh i do know this feeling well. brings me back to high school. love it, great job . and thank for the kind comments on my work. yvette

John Freeman

Date: 7/4/2009 12:12:00 PM

Blending in, is not a sin, but self is lost in the end! A lovely person is who you are, please try driving Love's car! jm

Diane Christian

Date: 7/4/2009 11:57:00 AM

a powerful write, maybe the people staring like what they see or they could just be simply jellous of course, if peopel stared at my sister lesley she used to come right out with it and ask do you want a photo, God bless you from diane

Sajdah Al-Riyami

Date: 7/4/2009 10:40:00 AM

I know how that feels.At the beggining the seats are mostly full and i Get the seat near the dustbins.Untill people start joining me there

James Fraser

Date: 7/4/2009 9:59:00 AM

Shannon, i always feel i am being stared at when i enter a room, i can relate to this, well written, kool subject>>James