A great talker
likes people.

People like the talker;
but I am not a great one.
I like people,
but I don't speak.
I used to speak, shout even
with the belly laugh,
I was a great loud talker.
Things got worse and my words slipped.
It isn't that I wouldn't like to talk,
it’s that I have less and less to say.
My voice falters often,
I would like to be a good talker.
I am not a great talker.
I keep lots of thoughts and I think,
that I could be a good talker.
Or even just a speaker,
And speak of things depending on the weather,
or what was on the third page of the paper.
People like
a great talker.
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