And today
Is
Her birthday
I wish she was
Still here
To deal with you
Dear -
Not that I don't
Love you
I do
But
I'm clueless
When it comes
To -
People . . .
What do they want?
Why are they here?
And then -
They're always
Talking !
Endlessly understanding
Everything
More than
Me
- More than I
Do -
I try to
Keep up
I tell myself
To listen
And respond
Rightly
But
I know
I'm not very good
At it
Don't they know
The friend?
Aren't they the
Least bit interested
In such things
As God's love
and
Eternal bliss
What ?
I've never understood
How they can talk
Endlessly
Of
Trivialities -
I try to keep up
I do