New Heart Joining Poetry
I find myself writing once again,
With the empathy I show to myself – just recycling.
Every day adds another to the past,
I keep telling myself; enjoy the good in life while it lasts.
Why do I write – why do I share?
They read – they listen – but do they care?
Is poetry my escape to find those who understands?
Is there somewhere… someone wishing upon a similar soul to hold their hand?
Copyright © Noline Van As | Year Posted 2017
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