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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia 
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I rummage through the rubbish To see what treasure I might find I keep mostly to myself Most people are so unkind I watch them pass me by It's like I'm not even there I feel like I'm invisible Right through me they stare Hurrying to their destination They look sideways with disdain As I huddle near this shopfront Seeking shelter from the rain As the sky begins to darken I shuffle slowly down the street As I pull my coat around me To help ward off the sleet * * * "Loneliness, and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty" -Mother Teresa- I am in motion |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Suetang,  , a sad picture you paint well. I have seen so much of this....any at all is more than there should be.  ....jo |
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garysgirl  
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Sue, sweet lady, this touched my heart. I hope that this is just writing and not from personal experience. No-one should feel this way in a world that is so full of people. Hugs to you, Ethel |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
so sad yet so true, i have a brother who's a lost soul, who wanders in the streets, my heart goes out to him and others like him, it tears me up inside when i see him, or see another as him, and nothing i can do, but do give when i can this was good write |
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Kevo Member
since 2004-06-02
Posts 466Navarro County, Texas, USA |
I feel that's why it so important to spend time ensuring people understand that you validate them as much as you would like them to validate your own existence. Not that it's a necessity for those comfortable with themselves but it is truly uplifting when people share with you and their is that common thread of worth hidden beneath a quiet understanding. I try hard not to alienate people. I am not vain at all but I would like to see more than one or two people at my funeral. I spent a lot of time doing burial details in the Marines. Many of those we buried were long retired. I could usually tell what kind of person they were by the number of people that attended. Hundreds meant they extended themselves and touched many. One, two, three? It meant they weren't missed. They were lonely usually through alienation, I imagine, and didn't share, spend time with, or validate others. They looked the other way like those written about in this exquisite poem of yours. By the way, have I told you that I'm not looking the other way? You matter to all of us. Your poem was very touching. I appreciated it quite a bit. Warm regards, Kevin |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
well, I'm here and reading you and have missed your posts???? Come on, lets go sit under the apple tree and watch the sun rise and hear the creek music offer up its urgency of care, and know deep inside that sitting along side you on the porch at dusk watching the sunset will sound like friendships never lost... hugs and smiles sent your way... |
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Rick Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 2903Victoria, Australia |
Dear Sue, I hope you are well dear friend, I don't hear this sort of stuff from you too often, well done and expressed, take care friend and may love be by your side. Sincerely Rick |
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