We used to chat and meet to run
and when we were done
we’d walk, stretch, “one more thing” to share.
Before we faced what was “out there.”
We thought everything would stay,
but you moved away.
Not too far, we still met to eat, or a shopping date
But we were adults, busy, joy had to wait.
Days, weeks, months rolled on
Occasionally, I thought something was wrong.
One day I saw Valentines, a funny one for you,
I touched it, I’d need a stamp, maybe a text would do.
You replied lunch-pick a date?
I had to cancel, running late.
Let’s try again when winter ends its dreary spell
I scurried on with tasks, to-do lists, hoped all was well.
Summer made me think of fun
A cookout- I’ll have one.
A family time with games, a fire at night
But you were on vacation, your birthday, oh that’s right.
The garden faded, the trees so bare
I hadn’t even been aware
that the year was passing, swirling once more.
And then I saw you one night at the store.
Thanksgiving was on my mind
Rushing this chore, spices to find.
Still we paused, smiled, hugged the air
“We have to, yes soon, call me, take care.”
Year’s end, dark at night
A holy time to make it right.
I found a gift had it wrapped at the mall
I’ll drop it off, surprise, won’t even call.
But your house was still, silent, no one at home.
On slippery streets I drove
Saddened that for all my love
I couldn’t connect, no time, just worries and fear.
After the holidays, I’ll fix it next year.
Back home, lost, go to bed
I heard something instead.
A rap on the door, annoyed, who could that be
I am a writer, blogger, book reviewer, and bon vivant and encourager. I have lived my entire life in Tropical Ohio. My goal is to make friends with everyone in the world. I am writing a fiction series, The Golden Age of Charli, that presents the problems and praises, and the love and laughter of family life and retirement.
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