What I need from
You more than anything
Is your hope that
We will be together
Some day some how
And eventually some where
Hope fuels my life
Without it we’re doomed
It’s the simple difference
Between waiting for life
To happen to us
Or making life happen
For us it’s the
Simple difference between our
Future and our destiny
We can wait for
One thing or chase
The other it’s the
Difference between living and
Simply waiting to die
These are the keys
To our owning happiness
I used to enjoy
Walking across the tops
Of the picket fences
When I was younger
It was the height
That I most enjoyed
Feeling like a seraphim
High above the rabble
I felt absolutely free
Anointed and absolutely powerful
Also atop I balanced
And felt deliciously dangerous
One small misstep one
Strong wind one sin
Would cause me to
Fall as quickly as
Lucifer back to hell
After years and years
Of walking the fence
Of my long life
I have finally arrived
At the gate a
Creaky old thing that
Barely hangs upon its
Own hinges that moans
When it is opened
And growls when closed
Whomever thought that putting
The gate over here
And not back yonder
Either was wickedly humorous
Or knew better for
This gate I found
Eventually found was me
And finally it happened
You made a friend
Someone your own age
Someone that sees the
World through your eyes
And not just mine
Mine are foggy smeared
With the grime of
Life heartbreak and experience
While you and your
Friend don’t wear glasses
Now is the time
For you to run
Away from the shadows
That I have become
And into your noontime
Sun which casts no
Shadow as it’s overhead
I no longer prefer
To find someone new
Rather like a monument
Or even natural wonder
I shall sit wait
Being my majestic self
Letting the curious onlookers
Wonder how in the
World something like me
Ever came to be
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 