Threads of time...

What do I live and die for
A little respect,some genuine appreciation
A truthful closeness,a rightful place in life
A little peace of mind and dignity to survive
A few pair of legs to walk along and arms to hold
Someone to hear and someone to empathise
Some breathing space and freedom to be alive
Respite from cynical snares and demeaning glares
Just a node of having contributed whatever little
Some moments to cherish and an anchor to hold
Only a little to barter and assurance foretold
Ask not much this frazile mould !

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