One
day while I sat alone,
Lamenting
a friendship’s shortness,
I
had a sudden visit from,
The
man called Mister Loneliness.
I
knew him at a glance, although,
He’d
never spoken to me,
But
several times in the near past,
I’d
shared his company.
He
was alongside me when all,
Of
my friends could not meet,
Or
when all chairs were vacant, there,
He
filled the nearest seat.
He
says ‘hello’ when you goodbye,
A
friend or family member,
And
when you sit, like me, forgetting,
He’ll
help you to remember.
But as
he sat quite silently,
Looking
at me and smiling,
I
knew for such a stalwart friend,
He
lengthened the hours’ whiling.
I
did not speak to him that day,
But
gave him a ‘good morning’,
And
quickly left my dusty rooms,
To
escape my Lonely mourning.
So
if Mister Loneliness,
Ever
pays you a visit,
Remember
just this sentence,
Of
advisement, which is this.
Sitting
by yourself alone,
And
drinking sorrow dry,
Is
no way to remain for long,
I'll tell you now just why.
Companions
come and go ‘tis true,
And
life is hard and sad,
But
if you go and seek friends out,
You’ll
soon be very glad.
Because,
you know, life is also,
An
adventure, a merry chase,
So when
Mr. Loneliness comes knocking next,
Close the front door in his face
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