Too Many Invitations

Days of solitude until the cell rings with too many invitations Poet’s quote Red Rover, Red Rover can I come over? My way is blocked though I am free… I see a friend - I won’t hover. I wait, though I long for a spree. I throw my rock, I am alone and hop, skip and jump…it’s no game. Without a friend, I’m on my own. It’s me here! Remember my name? I long to be hit with dodge ball. No shoulder to shoulder align. Can’t be eliminated y’all - I’m yawning at friendship’s baseline. Give me the red light…no, green light! Don’t stop me! Keys in ignition… BFF, I know we are tight! so give me some recognition.