Knook And Cranny
I sit in a knook and cranny
A place I feel the most comfortable
Hearing the chatter of others,
Once a part of them, an odd piece of the puzzle
I know I would never be a part of their lives for long
So I stay where I belong, in the knooks and crannies
Xara O’Connor
Xara Nahara 
I liked this in a very uncanny way.
Well, thank you. Sometimes, being the observer provides broader perspective to daily life.
I love to ‘people watch’ and I prefer to write in a quiet close space – sometimes my car…. not while I’m driving 🙂 Nice poem, thanks for sharing and visiting my place.
Same here. I get to be around people without the stress of interaction.