Being Invisible Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Being Invisible
Quietly sitting alone, watching as life walks around,
not even noticing that I'm writing.
An entire lifetime hiding right out in the open where
everyone can see, yet not a one noticing I am here.
A tremendous feat, being invisible right here where I
sit, a mere poet just writing.
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
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4/24/2024 4:38:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A very true poem written from the heart. I feel it's a blessing and a curse. I too can be and am invisible which helps in observation of the world which you do also do. Yet sometimes it can be lonely. Great post thanks |BB