It’s all so very fragile,
Wanting to be liked,
Wanting respect,
Someone to say, “Hey
I like you’re work,
I like your poetry,
I like your face,
I think your smart
You have a very, very
Giving heart.
But its rare,
Rare like love is rare.
Rare like tonight’s
Sunset was rare,
Rare like your child,
Rare like happiness
Is rare.
Rare like poets.
Its what we all want,
But its rare.
Even from me.
Sandra Osborne
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-s-rare/
