HOMELESS

There are times when I feel lonely even around the people who love me There are walks all by my lonesome though multitudes crowd in my direction Then there are those nights when solitude surrounds me, while those in their homes sleep I can hear their rest I can feel their quiet I walk in the midst of their dreaming While moonlight glimmers and starlight shimmers while frogs and bugs are singing while cats eyes are gleaming I walk wearily down their empty streets Like phantoms and ghosts, their dreams seem to float all around me And though I walk solitarily these sleeping souls all accompany me like good neighbors and friends until I reach the end of my restlessness and loneliness and finally get in my car and join them in slumber Restful, peaceful, thronging, sleep