Don’t Mind Me I’m in the corner, shut away from the spotlight. hiding from a truth A glass of Merlot rich, red, and vibrantly deep; isolation’s balm. No person ventures near enough to engage me; I’ll sit near the fire. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...