Strong Alone Poem by Cyrus Shaftang

place full of crowded,
I see friend and family,
through my self that i am one,
without any friends,
as i sat down waiting for bus,
I saw as myself sitting beside me,

I turn to and ask,
and she says waiting,
and I ask again,
and she says resting in peace,
I open my heart and say,
accept and you get strong,

a drop of tear fall form her cheek,
I open my paws and comfort her,
help her with tear and emotion,
as the tear wear off,
I said to her,
the stronger you are,
the more peaceful the resting will be,
because he is inside you,