Stay Outdoors

I sat and pondered on a lonely rock
stared at by passing forms
I neglect to stare back
defensive of their intruding norms

Only one amongst the crowd
a face to some a friend to others
of that I can be proud
but when I come to reach my passing
who will shout my name out loud?

by Tom j. Parker

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