A Lot Of Men Have understood me- They just couldn't stick around
All the members of the human species who ever "got" me, gave me gifts that would be of little or no significance to most other women.
They understood that a piece of rare, lavender scrap wood from the rainforest used to make their final project was more fitting than any purchased gift.
Or that a small slab of turquoise purchased after their climb up Mt Katahdin would have great import to me.
This tradition of Smelted metal And rocks And feathers And strange Pieces of wood
Began in my teen years
And carries on Still today
These people That understand me So well
Never seem To stay
They drift away
As their Found tokens drifted in
Arriving Silently And suddenly Leaving
Yet l Have Their Talismans Still
From the blog Mental Stew™ 2005 edited march 21 2008