Searching, letting go, becoming amid the turmoil of daily
life.

Waiting, watching, wondering where to go next, silently
stealing away to a quiet corner where no one sits, to be
alone, to be content.

Once talking has come to it's end, there will be peace
and no comments to fend off or reply to.

Quietly, serenely, sitting alone in a corner, as people
and life go on around me.

Not caring if I'm not a part of it right now.

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-quiet-corner/