Who are you - am I
I wrote this poem as a result of people watching - noticing the extreme efforts people(including me, at times) go through to NOT make eye contact. We either claim to be in a hurry and/or we have declared our independence from the world around us, and/or we have developed such an intense love affair with our technology that the need to make organic contact is a thing of the past. In any event, have we become so out of touch with our surroundings that we have completely forgotten what the impact of a smile, a nod, or any kind of acknowledgment can have on the potential recipient? Is it fair to say that the discovery of one another has been placed in the hands of dating sites and meet ups that promise a 'match' you with someone worthy or of Like-mind-and-quality? What are your thoughts? Who are you - Am I Who are all these people...most of whom I've never met? Are they future friends? Will they come into my life eventually... for a reason, a season, a