Let Me Think

When other people think about me
What thoughts of me do they perceive
Is my persona welcoming
And what impression do I leave

Do I meet with their approval
Do they agree with what I say
When they stop and think about me
Is it in a pleasant way

Do they think that I am someone
That they would want to be their friend
Are they always glad to see me
Or do sometimes my words offend

I guess it’s really not important
What about me they recall
Because the truth is I don’t know
How much they think of me at all

About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at poormanspoet.wordpress.com to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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