Sitting here alone
Window seat watching
Clouds float by
Distracted by voices
Behind in front
Catching the occasional
Peel of laughter
Reminding me of
Yours as clouds
Float on by
But this time
You’re in front
Of me out
There beyond clouds
Waiting for me
And the laughter
That I hear
Now high above
Clouds that float
Float on by
Will soon soon
My love be
Replaced by your
Very own glee
As you run
Abandonedly towards me
Beneath the clouds
Don’t we all
At our desks
In a meeting
Or at dinner
Drift silently away
Wondering and wishing
For things or
Someone or with
Things with someone
Don’t we all
Ponder what if
What if when
When will wishes
What if wishes
Until of course
A cough a
Bell a call
Plucks us out
From our dream
Back to whatever
Drum we march
But what if
What if what
And where and
When and how
And with whom
Don’t we all
Don’t we all
Wish don’t we
Wish or hope
Don’t we all
Don’t we all
Dream don’t we
Dream or expect
Don’t we all
Don’t we all
Accept don’t we
Accept or settle
Don’t we all
Don’t we all
Disappoint don’t we
Disappoint or discard
Don’t we all
Don’t we all
Do just that
You were presented
To me as
A large present
Beautifully wrapped and
Tied with a
Tidy satin bow
Admire it I
Did before settling
Out to discover
What lies within
Oh another present
As lovely as
Its parent digging
Inside another and
Inside another and
Inside of that
Yet another still
And finally at
Last finally after
What seems like
Months of presents
I’m at last
Presented with my
Gift a photograph
Of our kiss
On the Seine
That one small
Thing that started
As something grand
And became finally
The most treasured
Most remembered most
Important of all
I have traveled
So very far
To be here
So many hours
Too many places
And oh faces
Faces belonging to
No one particular
As important as
Street lamps casting
Their brief hello
As I pass
Waiting waiting always
Waiting for that
One face your
Face that street
Sign that tells
Me that I’ve
Finally arrived home
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 