Alone in my Cocoon…

Alone I sit, in my cocoon of life,

To avoid, to hide from the strife,

No one to talk to, no one to listen,

Except Rufuz; he says little,

But understands much more than credit given…

No one to bounce off ideas,

No one to tell me I suck or not,

No one to be abusive to me,

No one to remind me I need a shower,

No one to tell me they love me,

No one to show me his or her power…

Alone for me is to give me rise to write,

I write so much better when alone I be,

So as stated above, here I sit alone,

In my strife to write about life & my little home,

Where we live for now, till someday we can, again, roam…

  © ed – 3/2/04