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    dots Submission Name: November second two thousand tendots

    Author: Theophilus
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    dotsNovember second two thousand tendots

    Standing outside the cafeteria
    In a line that stretches out past
    The rows of cars and beyond
    Where I can see, I see a couple
    Walking towards me holding hands.
    The guy meets my eye.
    I know him; we both got
    A ride from some stranger the other day.
    He was a really nice kid, he
    Wanted to do search and rescue.
    And he looked me in the eye when i spoke.
    And usually seeing him with her
    Would have given me a jolt of pain
    Shooting straight through me;
    From my toes to the ends of my hair.
    Not because I have any special fondness
    For him in particular,
    But just because they were together
    And they were happy.
    And I always seem to be alone.
    And though I put on a good show,
    Im desperately broken.

    But theres something different about today.
    Today I can give him a nod
    And a slight smile of recognition
    And it isnt forced
    And there arent tears trying to
    Escape my control
    And I dont want to turn
    The other way and run
    As fast as my legs
    Will carry me.
    Today im happy for him,
    And every other good looking
    Young gentlemen with a heart
    Of gold that walks past
    Holding another girls hand,
    Because he is content.
    And today I am content.

    And today I dont need a hand
    To curl around mine
    On a cold November day
    Because I have pockets
    And mittens that do the same.
    And I dont need a boy
    To stare at me with big eyes
    Like im the most fascinating
    Lovely creature hes ever seen,
    Because I went to the projects
    The other day and I held
    A tiny one-year-old
    That no one seemed to care about.
    And he didnt smile
    And he didnt laugh
    And he didnt look at me
    And if I set him down
    He didnt even move.
    And for one moment
    In my life I was not
    The center of it.
    This tiny fragile hurting
    Little child was.
    And I looked at him
    With big eyes that adored him,
    Like he was the most
    Fascinating, lovely creature
    Id ever seen,
    And I sang to him and
    Kissed his head and
    Rubbed his back
    And I whispered prayers
    Into his ear as I wrapped
    Him tighter into my arms.
    And I realized that life
    Is not about who loves you,
    Its about who you love.


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      This piece was lovely and fascinating; and very very true. The view you presented just puts things in perspective, and indeed makes one realize that they aren't the center of the world. It also makes one grateful for what they have; when things could be alot worse. I thank you, as always, for your beautiful words and am also happy to see you around. Peace and inspiration!

    | Posted on 2010-11-13 00:00:00 | by Draumrkopa | [ Reply to This ]
      I can only say that this poem made me feel warm inside, the beginning was kind of heartbreaking to me and then near the end it came together to form this beautiful piece that ind of reminds me that we have to be aware sometimes that our problems or lacks are not the biggest pains in the world.
    | Posted on 2010-11-08 00:00:00 | by Clayman | [ Reply to This ]

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