This is from my other wordpress site, the hut owner blog.
As I sit by my window
I feel the weariness
And I long for a hero
To launder this loneliness
.
It is upsetting
To snore by myself
And it’s a bore to do the eating
With my fork and spoon do the talking
.
I only hear myself
When I talk to my phone
With greetings of hello
Then bye, I’m alone
.
Nobody sees me
When I change my clothes
To ask how I look
Only the mirror knows
.
Wind of the sun
Breeze of the moon
Sparkling evening stars
Stones of diamonds
I’ve no one my life to spend
Send someone some time to lend
The joy of togetherness please extend
Heed this longing, Give Me A Friend
—
Triangle Writes... 