I Think I’m Falling

I think I’m falling

reaching out for fellow man,

feeling so very alone

catch me if you can.

Don’t pump me with drugs

oh I know you can,

just hear my word

and reach out a hand.

From teen to aged

we all have a bond,

each searching for life

in this rippled pond.

Gary R. Cramer

October 8, 1984

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