So you are awakened from slumber, <br />do you know how bad things have been, <br />no tidings, no gifts to man, <br />deer in a headlight, <br />and you scored me from behind, <br />well the, well of sorrow is deep, <br />inside me I have two ears and can hear, <br />but you chatted up to much with your dear one, <br />so now here we are old friend, <br />standing where I stand, <br />but what can I say no again, <br />for me I have never thought I be here, <br />just like you, , but once more.<br /><br />Walter C. Edwards<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/standing-where-i-stand/
