“What do you do my friend?”, he asked.
He was rather perplexed when I gave him
A blank visiting card, virgin white as snow.
He looked at it as though he could read
Something written there in invisible ink.
I told him, “You could write in there,
Whatever it is you see in me.
Take your time filling it in,
And when it’s done, you let me know.
It’s only then, I’ll have your visiting card.
It’s by what you have seen that I’ll know you!