Lights shining, looking to find me hiding in the
darkness, not wanting to be seen, yet others keep
seeking me out.
Taking measures to be alone and in a solitary
space, just to have some peace and quiet to write
within.
Often finding that I am not being left alone like
I want, because someone has found me and decided
that I needed to talk to them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
OMG! RoseAnn, I thrive in silence and singularity. At times, a visit is welcomed but more often than not, it interrupts my solitary thoughts,