They cluster about
like vampires,
smiling sycophants,
their eyes glowing
with delight,
basking in your presence.
Their good intentions
would suck you dry,
if you gave them half
a chance.
.
You smile,
all charm and pleasantries,
while internally, you mock
their saccharin sweetness
and puerile pandering.
You accept their homage,
nod nobly
and never let it seep
into your psyche.
Shawn L. Bird 
We know that Smiling Faces tell Lies and that they are Back Stabbers.
The O’Jays
You have a song for everything, Deborah! 🙂
Old Age setting in Shawn. Everything reminds me of a song from the 60s and 70s!! My younger co-workers get a big laugh out of my 8-Track Memories!! The ones my age just sing along! LOL!!
🙂
sounds like a typical ‘extended’ family gathering
lol
Sounds like an interesting family!
I love love love this poem. I think you’re the greatest everrrrrr. Really! Oh, I’m not just saying this either. Yup, good one.. 😉
lol
Thanks
It takes two to tango !
Indeed.
It’s amusing to watch when one can dance with much more skill, though.
‘Tis the season of the panderers, so saccharin in their pleading- every single day- “More $, please!!”
Always such a pain when they’re asking for money, isn’t it?