I am not suppose to think so deep. Today after having a visitor and couple phone calls from relatives I could not stop floating in the thought how do they read my poems? Does it ever enter their minds the thought why I wrote that poem? I do write only when I have thoughts that touch me too deep, hurt or misunderstand what I did like to say looking for someone who could take time and discuss my reasons.
Most of them are longing to find more loving people. Am I unrealistic? Do I always float on a dream rainbow? Is my heart so tender that no one can understand why I feel like I do? My medical physician does understand. The only thing is that I don't have enough time for personal time enough with her. For some reason , that is my soul, they like to get out of f me and if I am distorted to get straighten. Life's standards are changing by the day and I am having hard time letting the good things from the past go watching that today's society drops them  as old fashioned, inconvenient etc.
Since when LOVE isn't love anymore? How is it different today than it was ages ago? Sad loss.
I am still hoping for rebirth...