I am horrible at real names.
But can remember a nickname.
So she called herself Ginger Five,
So I wouldn’t forget her.
And unbeknownst to me
She drew me.
And here I am
By someone else.
When she said goodbye
She gave me me.
I thought she did an amazing job.
I thought it some kind of sign from the universe.
And it made me very happy.
Thank you very much,
Ginger Five.
It also reminds me
We are being observed
Even when we have no idea anyone is intrigued enough to look.
