Picture the one person in the world you really wish were reading your blog. Write her or him a letter.
*Silent Greeting, For That is My Heart At This Moment*
Why do I get your attention cafeteria style?
How many go rounds till you serve me?
Here I come. Oh look, you’ve run out.
But plenty servings for the next. No doubt.
I’ve lost my appetite for your concern.
And I’m wrong for this?
You know, but don’t acknowledge.
I hear that, like that tree in the forest.
I grew, waiting on faith to fill my cup.
Lived on broken promises.
And a slurry of biting indifference because You gave up.
I survived in lieu.
This is for You.