Jason's Poem

One day I woke up

With good news to start.

I was simply told

That you’d be here by fall.

Joyous and cheerful,

I was glad to see you.

Nervous and fearful,

Wondering if it’d still be you.

I told my friend

And told him to wait

For good news to come

Or my tears to flood.

Then late one day,

I opened the door.

You still were the same

Of our days of old.

You came inside,

And I looked into your eyes;

I saw a colour flow

And I think I saw your soul.

Quiet and tense,

Together we dined,

Drifting looks away

As we met eyes.

Then the ice broke

And we followed the flow

Of the music in the air,

Which was very rare.

You fingers moved as light

As a feather caught in flight.

And your voice sounded as bright

As golden blocks in a mine.

Then we said goodbye,

Seeing each other for the first time.

I couldn’t sleep that night,