What remains.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

I look.

I check.
I find.
I search.
I find.

I find myself find
That someone's left behind.
To tell, I must, I myself remind.
Share the gist and joy
In the friendship bind.

In the end its hardly there.
What we sow or what we bear.
We think is but
Who is near who dear.