Timothy

He’s there.
I can feel him.
Every thought is consumed in his presence.
No one really understands,
And they don’t see.
He’s there, 
Really there.
I know he’s watching me.
Why?
I didn’t even know him.
Yet, he’s there.
His presence is confusing me.
He’s telling me something,
But right now,
It’s hard to see.
I’m thinking about him all the time
Why?
I didn’t even know him.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Parish Avatar
February 12, 2009 at 9:39 AM
Someone watching over you and you're aware but not knowing who. Good write.
Haniff Avatar
February 10, 2009 at 4:18 PM
nice work Serenity! great write!..love Maryam*
Degenhardt Avatar
February 10, 2009 at 8:44 AM
To me this speaks of someone who may have passed, but has something yet to share. The write is very good and thank you for the comments on my work. Michael
Higgins Avatar
February 10, 2009 at 8:33 AM
I read this two times and with every read I am absorb in the piece. Wonderful write..thanks for the comment on my work.
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