Alone in the Park

Alone she would go to the park by the river

where couples relaxed or kissed with a quiver

 

She like to watch them, she felt she belonged

but it made her remember about how that she longed

 

For a connection she missed with a like-minded soul

that she could feel safe with, to fill her heart’s lull

 

To someone at night she could rumple the cover

and cuddle so slight with someone called lover

 

She watched them and wondered how they made the connection

Was she lacking something?  Was she seeking perfection?

 

She would leave the park and find some distraction

so she wouldn’t think of her lack of attraction

 

To someone she knew was out there somewhere

to sit in the park with and love, should she dare.

 

c 6/28/2013 Nancy Buffington

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