11-5-23 Got here early, sun was waking up, yet still hidden Quiet, I suppose, warm enough, to see the forbidden I find the first open chair, a kind of view to sit in Looking around, noticing everything moves slow The trees hold their leaves like I’m holding my glass So tight, so fragile, I think this will help the time pass Or at least to clutch all these thoughts that suddenly flash What happened, probably something I’ll never know Friends are all around, they too refuse to say a word But no sound evades, not a whisper, nothing heard Acknowledging the people, so many, to observe Yet I can hear a voice calling, this one in my mind This group of people, it’s all starting to come back Taking a deep breath, so many here, my brain I rack ‘Cause they came here at different times, bags unpacked Suddenly something touches me, startled, no peace I find You meet many souls here, seeing a husband and wife At this point, how they toiled, with trouble with strife Together they are, together to be, together through life Maybe I’m just wishing they could remain and I’ll go away We came together, I remember plainly, getting lost at first How bad could it be, this thing called for better or for worse Agreement is fragile, broken, and wished for like a curse Hold on to the many that still come, collapsed, do pray The residents are getting younger, more frail I’m afraid Can’t stand the heat nor the bed that they made I glance at the ground twice, shaking my head in dismay Stumbling back to my chair, wearily, in front of it all Someone starts talking, that voice is familiar and strained I guess the cause, I guess it’s the sleet, cold, and the rain Why is the someone or something so taken by pain Looking for relief, I muttered in a voice, one so small It’s like everything is staying in place, the people for sure I tuck my thoughts away, saying goodbye to him and to her As I look back again at the people so quiet, trying to endure I’m leaving something behind, something others will have Which is to say, I have for them nothing, just words from a fool Thinking so fast, my mind pivots, and my body from this stool I ask for the bill, nobody to take payment, this place so cruel Knowing what I know, those people, to wear like a badge Stumbling to the door, I look back and see what I'll miss I can find this place again, wondering how to fill up the abyss One thing for certain, something to remember, to reminisce To tell it and think it, and moment that changed everything Its not him, these others will wait, not wanting us to leave But my body for now, no cure, for I will gasp and I will heave That quietness, calmness, and truthfully I gratefully believe That what I saw will carry me somewhere, the angles will sing