The Introvert Poem by Susan Slocumb
The Introvert
Touching your heart and charging your soul
Not taxing your patience or spending your pension
But making you whole
With love and intention
You might think me indifferent
Or that I don’t care
Oh I should mention
I’m here and I’m there
But I’m paying attention
It might dawn on you slowly
By dusk it’ll be clear
Don’t blink or you’ll miss me
On the day I disappear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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4/25/2024 10:49:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
An intriguing little poem Susan. Did you intend to chop off the last letter of the last word?