The little man in the little store Was distracted seemed disconsolate I noticed when I went to pay for My Diet Coke and a Tootsie Pop
His condition seemed unbearable A flight before dying flying blind His face was tied in a knot of care
It must have been something terrible I tried to help but no matter what He would not share what he could not bear Wearing a mask which he would not drop
Certainly not for a well-known nut
Evolving into a madman now I can see I am not alone I always felt empathy somehow For all the madmen I have known
Some people just prefer to keep still A flight before dying flying blind As my father flew and always will
As for me I am the talkative kind My father and that little man are not And I leave my inhibitions behind Unlike them for my flight out of my mind
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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