“The Quiet Man”
Working hours on the day,
Commute seemed long and drawn.
Intentions dreamt and paved the way,
For moments long past gone.
Laughter lilts and lingers on,
Despite a darker sky.
It’s much less blue than once before,
No reason, sense, or why?
Traveled with, for much the way,
A journey shared in common.
Absence carves a heart dismayed,
Off-stage, but not forgotten.
Occasion brings on thoughts of you,
Long memory’s pure insistence.
A life lived well is never through,
Imbued by love’s persistence.
Quietly, a Quiet Man,
Walks through life majestic.
Laughter lilts and lingers on,
Remembering poetic.
