I lost sight of you,
Across the glare of yon setting sun.
Too often I’d step into a room,
Only to see your frame disappear through a doorway.
I know now you did not seek me ill will,
Pettiness is far beneath your boisterous mind.
But I fell away,
As a leaf taken in an Autumn breeze.
We glimpsed one another,
There between a wind in a door.
And ever so gently reached for each other,
Bringing stillness to these tossing waters.
Now we see one another,
Through a glass clear as day.
Oh how I so wish to speak laugh and cry,
But please don’t let the scars of others separate our friendship dear.
We’ve stepped beyond the glaring sun,
Now truth, speak to my burdened heart.
Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.