And now, for something completely different...

"Alone Together"

Copyright © 2000, Rick Carlson

Sitting in a crowded room,
Alone with thoughts of dread and gloom,

I look around and what I see
Are faces filled with misery.

With so much crime and hate and greed,
I feel an ever-growing need

To find a place secure and warm
To bide my time, wait out the storm.

The heavens promise Truth and Light,
But all I see is endless night.

I look for love to fill my cup.
I find someone and open up.

So many times that I've been burned,
My neighbor's name, I've never learned.

This mood will pass when I go home
And give my loving wife this poem.