Closely Attached Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

If my comments find a spot in your heart...
And my life is one of living.
And perhaps yours is not?
Don't take it personal,
If what I say hits home that's dropped.
I'm not sitting in a sheltered box!
Your life and mine are ours alone.
So it seems that way...
Until I stray and roam.

I am an observer of my existence.
With so much that verifies...
Neither one of us are here alone!
Not on this Earth where we survive.
There is 'something' that identifies,
Our lives...
As being closely attached!
Don't think I'm looking in your window...
When the world and my insights,
Are much too broad for that!