Just A Special Sign Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell

I've traveled, most of this life,
By myself, many miles, so far, during this stay,
Sharing moments, with other people,
Learning & creating ideas, mixed with fun,
Small pieces of this life, along the way.
From many I can remember, their stories,
Their face & name, I have forgotten, it's been a long time.
Then sometimes when I'm thinking,
A name, or face, will appear within my mind,
I often wonder, if they are thinking of me,
Sharing a moment of telepathy,
Or just a special sign.