How to belong?

The sun is inviting,
The blue sky says, “Come.”
A wafting breeze says stay,
“I can keep you from harm.”

Safe is not what I need
I was safe where I’ve been
I want to be wanted,
I crave to fit in.

Who defines “belonging?
Is it a random blessing?
A schoolyard pick?
Or just some fancy, blindfolded trick?

You can join a church or a club
It doesn’t mean you’re in sync.
To be “in” but not fit
is the very worst lonely, I think.

The saddest obit ever written?
About a man whose family
lifted him up in pretty words.
and praised his belonging…
…to the Auto Club.

If you’ve found it, rejoice.
If not, join with me.
We can search for belonging
From mountain to sea.


Mary Patricia Trainor 2025