Dear Saturday eve "company" who shared of self with me...this one is for u. Thank u.

Would one waste ones time away wishing upon the company of kings and queens
Those high rollers, paparazzi at hand, filming their shenanigans and high profile scenes
Find one definition by that sort of company kept
Would it not define a part of one's character inept?

Each to their own of who they may be
The depth of personal value quite obvious to see
So what drives one to find refuge and meaning in another's fame
No meaning to one's own worth in one's own achievement seeing no acclaim?



And then when serene for to know oneself well
The company kept simply perfect all expectations excel
No king or queen or high roller a match
For the present company ones attention completely does snatch.

Aaah...to share in those moments a connect with another
No explanations, pretenses , aspirations false a bother
The simplicity of excellence the quiet reserve of success, does shine
For that sort of company needs no advertising for it, to define.

RB.