Glancing, I Find I'M Just Not There

Walking past the shop window Glancing, I find I'm just not there Even when I go back to check again All I see is an empty stare Rows and rows of windows Allow me to see the other side Even when a bus passes me I hear my inner self confide Walking past the shop windows Like I've done so many times No longer I go back to check again For I, I can no longer find
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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De Beaulieu Avatar
January 2, 2019 at 5:42 PM
Hello James, sometimes it is hard to find oneself. I like this poem. have a nice evening my friend.
Kiser Avatar
August 15, 2018 at 12:14 AM
I love inner self exploration; this was beautifully penned.
Marcum Wong Avatar
August 10, 2018 at 9:32 PM
It reminds me of the twilight zone James. Sometimes the eyes play tricks. : )
Blown Avatar
August 10, 2018 at 6:59 PM
old age can be fun lol
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