Poem #2

This is a fictional piece...but one that I'm sure  many people have experienced at least once in their lifetimes!

HE

It was a quiet morning in northern Michigan
The wind was slowly settling in on the horizon
as the sprinkles gathered round
I sat enjoying the tranquility
for peace and calmness 
was rarely in my cards


It rang
I opened
and there he was
so tall and handsome
just as I've envisioned him all these years
He reached out, as though to hug me
but I resisted  not knowingly


Not knowing that this would be our last "Hello"
our last "forgive me"
our last "goodbye"
Adieu!


It closed
he vanished
and my heart with him
for it is he who it was beating for.
K