Sharing Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Don't ever feel isolated
Don't you know that you share the world?

With the girl in the scuffed shoes in Milton Keynes
With the wet-nosed deer on a mountain in Glen Gairn
With the peeling door of a Dorset restaurant
With swallows, writing their names in thelofty clouds

Listen to the sounds of your neighbours

The thrush calling her mate from a garden willow
The clang of the bins emptying into a lorry
The man from number 8, whistling as he exercises his dog
The bee zooming in on the opened flowers

Don't ever feel isolated
Don't you know that you share the world?