Different Poem by maria goodison

I have a feeling that I am lost again and unlike all
the other time I do not fear where I may land.
Kind words and gentle hand has made me smile
when I think of you.
Unknowingly willing to sit and talk finding a friend in
you, hoping your finding one in me to.
For all the glamorous people around I would rather
spend one afternoon with you, doing thing that people
do, taking a walk by the river or taking a coffee on a
cold winter day.
It's not that I mind all the glitches and glamour that other
people seek to find when around your every word.
But I would rather have a water ball fight, or even dipping
our feet in the pond.