So here's an old one

Meet me where you see no one
I know I show up rarely.
You'll find me where they all don't,
cause I'm in my house barely.

Meet me where the sun is seen
setting off a perfect hue.
Where birds sing in numbers,
but people very few.

You can search the whole town for me
and not get a trace,
But you'll find me somewhere, alone
with a satisfied face.

Yes it's true I don't like crowds
and people, in general,
But I love the sky, I love the birds,
the tree, the soil, the mineral.
I can love them from all my heart
without expecting a thing at all,
and they just can't turn on me
it's like leaning on a rigid wall.

So you can go on hurting yourself
and learn when you fall,
Happiness lays way beyond money,
fair, restaurant and stall.


© simply