![]() Familiar With StrangersA Poem by Kate H
- Doors aligned in a so-called neighborly fashion, adorning tagging consistent with numerical order.
- Comers and goers are the brief possessors of these doors with numbers- their insides so seemingly locked tight within. - Few and far between, familiarities tend to be noticed among these masses...perhaps being held within a name or a face. More common than not, these passers through seem as if being blown with the wind, possibly never again to be on any course crossing with your own. - The hours of slumber and awake amidst are various and sundry...one could suppose that it's dependent upon a schedule or perhaps a routine. - Whether accommodating length in occupation or simply drifting through, there is certain to be another with your like characteristics. © 2015 Kate H |
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Added on June 16, 2015 Last Updated on June 16, 2015 Author![]() Kate HVincent, ALAboutI'm the mother of the two best, most precious, rewarding things that could have ever happened to or been bestowed upon me and/or my entire existence. I adore my kids and since becoming a mother, I kno.. more..Writing
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