Wednesday, 20 April 2011

Semester glow

Kids throwing stones
As the train rolls by
Pregnant lady from the platform
Catches my eye

What is the thing, this gift
That I can tell when they're with child
Before they start to show or tell
And no MATB1 is filed

Been like this for so long
Happens every where I go
They carry a certain aura
A warm, distinctive glow

I've placed bets before with colleagues
The looked at me rather strange
As I know you will do too
When you're reading from this page

A friend told me it's common
But not too see the aura bright
And I can feel them when they're close
Or even out of sight

Happens in the supermarket
When they walk behind my back
I know you'll think I'm crazy
But please cut me some slack

I never chose this.....ability
It grows stronger as I grow old
And to talk about this to you now
Might see me left out in the cold

But here it is, a part of me
You'll see from time to time
Looking inwards instead of outwards
But always told in rhyme



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