surrounded by friends and family and suddenly
being struck with the truth
that there are lonely people.
i looked out the window
at a woman -
and i wondered if inside her head
the empty pit of loneliness,
i sort of shrugged and became grateful
for a house full of warmth and laughter
and a little bouncing dog, even -
a house that became a fortress,
protecting me from the isolation
i so feared.
thing is, i've since been that walking woman
and the pit of loneliness is much deeper
than my naivety could have ever comprehended.