It was early one morning, when you arrived..
You entered the restaurant and I noticed your stride..
Your manner of dress was quite elegant.. and ..
It appeared you were having breakfast...
With a very important guest..
Seated at the table, and I couldn’t help but notice,
The strange thing you did , when you removed from your purse..
An old and tattered faded hat..
You took it lovingly in your hands and..
Proceeded to give it a kiss..
As you placed it across from where you sat...
I knew it belonged to someone you missed..
Then you did something strange...
You did a smile and a wink..
Poured two cups and I began to think....
Perhaps the car was being parked,
And soon your friend would join you..
As I sat and watched you seemed to be...
Engrossed in a conversation...
The twinkle in your eyes and the smile on your face..
Sent the message you were in a happy place...
Then you got out of your chair...and hugged the air..
And left the same way you came...but ..
I heard you say as you walked away..
Same time..same place next year ?
Wonderful story poem, if a bit unrealistic. This kind of thing is more often seen in graveyards or places where tragedies occurred. But, if it is true, it could've been that someone died from choking in the restaurant or of a heart attack, stroke or other sudden death syndrome.
We, your audience can only get a glimpse of what you were seeing and what you were feeling in that restaurant. But the fact that you purged your heart and soul in a poetic form says this person meant a lot to you. May you be blessed on a new day that love and happiness will come your way kj. Amen
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
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