On the Fringes
Where am I in you?
Am I just sitting on the
edges of your mind,
Easily flicked away
when you haven't the time?
Am I just a peripheral vision?
A perimeter friend?
Do you just glance through my glass
quickly,
then out again?
After all this time,
Am I still just on the fringes of your mind?
Copyright © Susan Gibson | Year Posted 2019
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