THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN

So we come to the close of another year. How strange to think that I am still back at 01/01/2012 kissing my wife and welcoming 2012 in. What happened to this year? It flew by. What of the friends I’ve lost this year? Where did they go? What happened. They were standing there a minute ago. A second flew past and then ………. they were gone. Just a second ago they were there. How can a second separate the quick and the dead? Am I growing more philosophic in age? Am I more determined to find that latch key? I am unsure. That second fascinates me. Just a moment ago we were sharing a beer and then …. I spoke with them and laughed and worried with them that they were ill. I held their hand and hoped my strength would aid their struggle and then…. I had hopes for this or that and somethings held true and yet others…. I met some wonderful people this year and drank coffee with them and listened to their stories of their lives and then they passed out the door and I keep in touch but the second…the second. One moment there with me and then the next out the door and I wonder what the seconds are finding in their lives.