Sometimes, I have FOMO
until I’m out and about
and miss my solitude
Sometimes, I get lost
within myself and
my dark thoughts swirl
I think I’m alone
have nothing to contribute
no adventurous tales to tell
no travels to speak of
then a friend calls
and I’m full of wit and humor
and find stories I’d forgotten
Sometimes, I have FOMO
until I see myself in others
I like my solitude
I like my friends
I just need a reminder now and then
Well…. don’t we all? A very “human” poem Susan. Thanks for writing this. 💯💯
thank you
I think I am alone nothing to contribute …. Then a friend calls
This resonates with me as you ate powerful when you can work alone
I like my solitutude this poem speaks volumes I enjoyed reading the free style as well thank you Susan 👍
thank you