It Is

It Is

A Poem by Chase

It really is strange...
This thing we all seem to seek
even when we already have it.
Through friendship, and family;
with pets and partners.
Described in a simple and overused word.

Those who have it, seldom realize it
for what it is.
For what it costs.

The selfless devotion of oneself to the needs of another:
-A kind word
-A shoulder to lean on
-The lending of an ear

Whatever form it takes,
it's clear to be something
that everyone needs.
And it can be very strange

© 2014 Chase


Author's Note

Chase
Very spur of the moment piece.

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Added on June 17, 2014
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Chase
Chase

Stillwater, MN



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My name is Chase. I love writing and find solace through it. Feel free to sift through my myriad of words and tell me what you think:) Constructive criticism is welcome! more..

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