|Ó 2012 Currie Silver|
It can BE lonely sometimes
Watching others in the spotlight
Seeing how they shine [or don’t]
How things they DO or SAY are
Well, just amazing
When I feel worthy but invisible.
This poeming is just a statement, NOT anything melancholy, and CERTAINLY NOT a whine. I suppose it comes of the steady stream of hearing the non-stop jabber of sportscasters at the US Open. Or the players when they are interviewed.
How some people feel they CAN say whatever they think [or don’t think, they just blurt] is BEyond me. I know I have often been in that same position, though NOT so publicly, and let things rip. Perhaps I have even done it here…
BEing someone you can admire is a fairly new idea for me. Frankly, I have always felt admiration was solely about other people. Yet these past few years I have noted with both alarm and a sweet sort of goodness that I am often someone I admire.
NOT for any BIG DEAL or newsworthy things. Instead for quieter things, the love in me for people who don’t care, notice, or mayBE want it. From me…
I admire people who have achieved and accomplished great things; I really admire those whose difference is made in the little bits.
I love you, Currie