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Eye Contact
Standing in my own quiet place
I see a thousand people walk by
I could reach out and touch them
But they wouldn't feel it
For that matter, niether would I
They walk away and leave no trace
Except a lady I thought I saw smile
Out of reach and out of touch
I smile and know they'll never see it
Except one every once in a while
A people watcher? Me too. And, yes, some do look back. I can think of times I've been one who didn't make eye contact, the lesser healthy of individuals. Eye contact is a statement of readiness, I think. Nice work.
liked this... we live in an invisable world... or i should say one in which we're often invisable... good poem eric
I like it, I like it alot! (say that last one with an English accent :) It flows better!
this was just wonderful.... and it is so true.... keep them coming Renee'