In-Dependence (Spring 2009)

I walk myself alone in solitude
I pace the bank along the stormy lake
I’m searching for someone to cure my ache
And lift me from this melancholy mood.
I toss the ducks some scraps of bread for food
And wish it would help me for my own sake.
When will that person come and help me wake
And turn the bad to only light and good?
Now I must learn to stand on my two feet
Depend on no one else to lift the stone.
A partner won’t help make it all so neat
The burden that I bear is all my own.
But if someone should chance with me to meet
I’ll still be glad I won’t be all alone.

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