Poem

There was a time when you were my shining light

My Strong arm in the storm

My Safe place

Like the song “But you own the place, where all my thoughts go hiding..”

Now its replaced with electronic people all over the world,

Random people in various places

Cyber Hugs and “Im thinking good thoughts” to get me through

At night when I crawl into bed

Im held by Synthetic fibers and a pre recorded message

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