------------------------response to a post in AARP "Search for Meaning in Modern Life"
Individuation 
 
I am not you and 
you are not me 
We each become what 
we want to be 
we don't see alike when 
viewing a tree 
each one is unique just 
like you and me 
 
we have the same parts 
two eyes and ears 
smile diff'rent smiles but 
cry the same tears 
we share our sorrows 
but not our fears 
as life continues 
years upon years 
 
c. 2/6/09, B. Riley