Lonely - Another Slant Poem by Pleasant Dabbs

Sad Story- Part 1

Please tell me how you feel when you are lonely
Lucky people have at least a one and only
A lonely person's lot in life is only ‘one'
No words to share, no hand to hold, no company... not fun!

It's sad that some with greater numbers don't take time
To do the math. Subtract? No…add, like ‘one' plus nine
Or ‘one' plus five, ‘one' plus three, one plus ‘one' will do
But one plus something...a friend, companion, and not just think of you.

A lonely person may live off of just one little smile.
To make a friend, most likely they would walk at least a mile.
And then, by chance, if one of you should laugh
The lonely one would prob'ly walk another half

Takes two to tango? Each day alone you go to walk.
Dynamic duo? There's no one else around with whom to talk.
Two's company? Your company? Sorry but there is only one.
Three's a crowd? Just you, the other two are on the run.

The Answer- Part 2

Out on your own, do you usually feel somewhat depressed?
My life's been good- each day I feel so very blessed
The Lord gave me some special time all to myself
To adjust my life…I leave all bad things on the shelf

When I'm alone, and having thoughts that are untoward
I'll walk downtown and find someone who's looking bored
I'll open up, present myself, we start to chat
And soon we're friends, now TWO of us. Imagine that!

c aaron