Sitting here eating my supper
I realize that you are upper
In my mind tonight
As if my appetite
For you could be disabled
My love no longer on the table
But your contact made me rethink
It’s as if you gave a wink
That you’re still out there
Sitting in your own lounge chair
With your sadness and the grief
You can turn to me for relief
I will listen with my heart
Don’t be afraid, just start.
The Bag Lady 
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