Taylor Scherer - Company

Cold and shuddering are
My hands
Up in this dull place called home
I wait for a call night and day
To relieve me of my lonesomeness
But nothing happens
So I waste away until my dream is dead
And so am I
But still I wait
Night and Day
To have some sort of company
But life is short and so am I
And I have not many more lines to write
So I shall leave this note upon my desk
And when, maybe, some one comes around to look
They'll find a pile of dust and this note
Wishing for some company
But only then will they know my hearts at rest and so am I
As this pile of dust on the
Floor

Taylor Scherer

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