I want to tell my family
I want to tell those who are near
Please don’t look through me
Because…I’m still here
Acknowledge my being
Let me know I exist
Please hear my pleading
Let my presence persist
Tis as if I have no essence
Tis Your disengagement that I fear
Please see and feel my presence
I may be passed…but I’m still here
we all need acknowledgement...whether we admit to it or not.....
This could be the mantra for those in nursing homes and the homeless on our streets. Shirley
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The message of this poem is great. Seeing the person as they are, with no past visions of what they have done. A nice way to look at people. Best of you work I've read so far.