Friday, July 17, 2009

The Visit

Come in he said...
I walk in and
in his house
there is a warm feeling
and my heart soars
with happiness
and joy

He tells me stories of
that make me cry
with laughter.
We talk into the night
and to the morning.

Finally he says
"my friend,
there are times
I am lonely,
I am greatful you came by."

As I turn to leave,
he shakes my hand
and smiles...
in that smile I can see,
we will meet again.



  1. I understand, boy do I understand moments like that.

  2. Wrote that after visiting my many relatives - the first year I was living alone. They all did not say the exact same words, but their meaning was the same.