I h*ave looked through flowers
They are dying without the attention
So are other beings
Waiting for a notice
A text, a message
A phone ring.
It is surprising,
Not meeting
A sudden situation
missing out on exchange
the needs are simple
short greetings.
You know them
Don't you,
Met in the corridor
The canteen,
In the bus,
In a cafe,
the bakery
The number saved on phone.
You call out
They'll hide
You reach
Be in touch
Approach
Kindness needs to be shown
Or they'd be gone
Far far away*.
Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 1:28 PM UTC
I h*ave looked through flowers
They are dying without the attention
So are other beings
Waiting for a notice
A text, a message
A phone ring.
It is surprising,
Not meeting
A sudden situation
missing out on exchange
the needs are simple
short greetings.
You know them
Don't you,
Met in the corridor
The canteen,
In the bus,
In a cafe,
the bakery
The number saved on phone.
You call out
They'll hide
You reach
Be in touch
Approach
Kindness needs to be shown
Or they'd be gone
Far far away*.
