Song of Myself, part 2 by Richard VinceDo I send smiles or frowns?
My eyes cannot see far enough
To tell me, so I allow
My imagination to fill the gaps.
Others have not always left me
With what I expected;
Others have not always been
Who I expected. Sometimes,
My mind’s eye cannot see
What is in front of it.
Is it a crime that
This is who I am?
02/26/2016 Author's Note: Title borrowed from, but content only very loosely inspired by, Walt Whitman. (Mine has far fewer parts than his.)
Posted on 04/12/2016 Copyright © 2024 Richard Vince
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