Strangers, who are they please let them have there say
Why, strangers who the hell are they, of course they are
people I meet every day. I travel by train there at my feet
I come out my house and I meet them in the street.
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I am no stranger to great writing though Sylvia, well done, Love Duncan
Another fascinating poem.No wonder that your readers appreciate your creative efforts.Your work is so lively and interesting. You are definately a poet worthy of the name. Love, Sandra