A Poem by Mary Ann and Bryan Battle

Somebody

Is it right to love somebody?
Is it right to really care?
Is it right to share your dreams, your hopes, and all your prayers?

As she turned to me so slowly and she said to me, “Goodbye.”
As I stood in the doorway with a tear rolling down my right cheek
I asked myself, is it right to love somebody?

Is it right to love somebody?
Is it right to really care?
Is it right to share your dreams, your hopes, and all your prayers?

As she turned to me so slowly with tears in her eyes
and she said to me so softly,
She said to me, “Goodbye.”

As I stood in the doorway with a tear rolling down my right cheek,
I asked myself, is it right to love somebody?

We think we know somebody, but we really do not know him
or her at all.
We learn of them when we are all standing tall.

Everybody is somebody.

{Poem by Mary Ann and Bryan Battle}