Diffident and quite reserved

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Diffident and quite reserved

He was loath to join in

And would rather observe.

 

He’d keep his distance

Quitely watch

He didn’t care for others much.

 

Meal times he would eat alone.

And, as for company

Preffered his own.

 

Yet there’s little doubt

He didn’t miss much.

We didn’t know him

But he knew us.

 

He’d stand to one side

And just observe.

What lay behind

That quiet reserve?

 

 

 

 

 

via Observe

A response to the Daily Prompt