I travel
Through the thoughts
Of others
The curser strolling up and down
Happiness
Frustrations
Victories
Simple wishes
Connecting
Family relations
Over continents
I keep in touch
In the moment
Not contributing much
I walk through snippets of their minds
Like getting an update on the weather in my birthplace
A favourite song
Birthdays celebrated
Realisations where you belong
Proud moments shared with the crowd
Some shouting loud
Others blending in quietly passing comments along
It leaves me feeling
In and out
Kinda’ like on the edge
Invited to jump in
Still hesitating
There is no reason why I’m waiting
I peep into the their windows
Waking up my own recollections
How we played at home
I changed your nappy when you were just a little person bold
Your humorous nature will never disappear
The words like graffiti on a public wall
Private, like a confessional stall
Freedom
In many ways expressed
One of the greatest pleasures
Social media -- like it or lump it…
A platform to interact
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-01-12,
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