The Tag-Along

I went about my business
As if he wasn’t there
Yet all the day
 He tagged along
Quiet but never far
When I moved 
From room to room
He never stayed behind
Always at my shoulder
Whether I sat or stirred
Finally I gave in
And asked him 
Why are you here?
And he simply said
I like to be near to you
You fascinate me
And I’m always hoping
For a deeper friendship
Then he smiled
And patted my shoulder
With his nail-scarred hand

The Tag-Along

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