loneliness
is the lengthening shadows
in the nearing P.M.
the stillness indoors
as the world bustles on
the sounding of a neighbors
wind chimes
-when no song sings for me-
loneliness is knowing
that summer always
gives way to fall
the phone will ring
for strangers in this house
even the grass in this yard
will bend under the feet
of children
who never new
my name