Saturday, June 17, 2017

A Knocking at My Door


9:23 in the morning, a knocking at my door.
Unusual at this time, granted, but in my lifetime
I’ve answered thousands of knocks before.

This time, an old man stands in front of me,
Hunched over, trembling and leaning on his
Wooden cane.

Holding it out for me, “Here, take this,” he
Offers. “I’m finished with it. You’ll be needing
It to steady you the rest of the way through.”

I could see this coming for a time now, but all of
A sudden it’s here today. Nothing more needed
To be said.

I nodded, took the cane and closed the door...9:24.


Chris Hanch 6-17-17

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