Sometimes You and I

Day breaks and sunset inevitably arrives.

Events come and go; time passes rapidly

and slow. Through thick and thin, you

and I have thrived and survived. What

have you seen and where on Earth have

you been? So much water has passed

silently under the bridge. Each drop of

rain is rarely acclaimed. We tend to talk

in terms of inundation and flood. No

news is good news, they say. And so it

goes, day after day seemingly the same.

There are those times we live our lives

incognito, camouflaged and disguised.

What have you to say? I’d love to know.

Where have you been; what have you

done? Figuratvely speaking, how does

your garden grow? We may share com-

monalites, you know. You and I are not

alone. Paint me a picture; write me a

poem. I’d sing a song for you, but I

never could carry a tune. Can you?

Chris Hanch 11-23-19