He walks a lonely path, <br /> and seldom recognition, <br /> - - - he is the observer. <br /> <br /> More than an observer, <br /> he listens with intensity, <br /> the thinking and the lack of speech, <br /> is much more his propensity. <br /> <br /> When you and I were younger, <br /> we knew him as a friend, <br /> we often found it humorous, <br /> but, knew we could depend on him. <br /> <br /> He did what he was told to do, <br /> and he hardly ever argued, <br /> he always helped, when help was needed, <br /> the observer, and recluse. <br /> <br /> He knows everybody's secrets, <br /> and everybody knows it, <br /> that the trusted man is in control, <br /> as he continues to observe it.<br /><br />Barry Van Allen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-observer-3/
