what I hate most
is a perfect day
the sun shining
cool breeze blowing
fun with family
and friends
not the day itself
not the company
but the wall
the invisible wall
that stands between the day
and my enjoyment of it
on my side of the wall
it is a gray and rainy day
the hot, humid air
clogs in my lungs
my family and friends
too far away to touch
and the worst part is
from my side
I can see them having fun
see them loving life
and can only
pretend
I am with them
©2009-Art Belliveau
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