Sunday, November 4, 2018

No One's Picnic

I walked up to the sight of No One's picnic
And No One else was there, and No One left.
Decided I would stay awhile and visit
 with No One noticing I felt bereft.
And No One wondered if I would like coffee,
So No One asked me if I'd like a snack.
And No one broke the bread so we could share it,
and soon enough I knew I must get back.
Unusual, but I shared No one's picnic,
And No One ate the food I did not get.
And No One talked about the things that matter,
And No One's going to miss me now, I bet.

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