Ceilings are high, <br />dealings are nigh, <br />dialing to none, <br />fueling no fun. <br /> <br />No sweet bought, <br />No roses ordered, <br />No poem written, <br />no one to meet. <br /> <br />All alone after work, <br />open channels play tricks, <br />Beautiful lasses with lads, <br />Happy hours and ceremonies. <br /> <br />Call the forgotten loved ones, <br />to make them happy as they may be alone. <br />We do not have to be alone, <br />we do not have to keep the secrets, <br />we do not have to be sad, <br />we do not have to be modern. <br /> <br />Talk to your loved ones, <br />who are always free to talk, <br />to their loved ones, <br />under any circumstances... <br /> <br />ceilings are high, <br />Let it be. Don't look at it. <br />Dealings are nigh, <br />Let it be. Can finish it later.<br /><br />veeraiyah subbulakshmi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-alone-on-this-day/
