Yesterday's Hour

As fate would have it…I called your name The afternoon....I know...so vividly A Sunday....awash.....in September sun …Yet....shadows.....shroud...the memory You were somewhat....a stranger then …Someone I barely knew Before the night had claimed the day An old friend I’d found in you Choosing not to advise or counsel Nor make judgmental calls Instead you simply lent an ear …And.....listened...to it all Touching were the gestures shown …….So noble were the signs Operator please…you said Place the charges....on my line Often I visit that Autumn’s day Often I see the painful scene Often I think so kindly of you …And....what...a friendship means There is I know....a guiding light As sure as the day…tomorrow Which showed the way to friendship’s door In yesterday’s hour…of sorrow Author's note: With....appreciation...to...........Bonnie Hunt .......the stranger......who became...my friend!