Pass on by the front of my shop
I know you're busy, no need to stop
I'll be alright taking inventory
All these trinkets need are the walls and me
Pass on by, don't even read the sign
Don't bother looking in, I really don't mind
I'll be okay sitting here all day
All these trinkets need are a few steps away
It's a busy city, you're a busy girl
You've got things to do in a busy world
I'm just sitting here taking up space
One day I'll be gone without a trace
Pass on by, I know you'd mean well
Not to leave me all by myself to dwell
With these boring old things collecting dust
Memories fade and iron turns to rust
Thanks for stopping by, it means so much
Everything is yours, look, feel, and touch
I know you can't stay long, that's alright
Just enjoy the moment and let in the light
It's a busy city, it's a busy world
You've got people to see, you're a busy girl
I'll just be here in case you need me
I'll keep the door open so come by and see me
- Author: Noah Malice ( Offline)
- Published: March 15th, 2018 22:59
- Comment from author about the poem: Be thankful for whoever comes because each has been sent as a guide.
- Category: Friendship
- Views: 30
- Users favorite of this poem: Lorna
Comments1
Beautiful message....... made me think of my father who was very unassuming and quiet but always there.........
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