MY PASSING FRIEND

MY PASSING FRIEND

She’s the only one who remarked

About my freshly shorn hair…

The one who always stops

To smile when I’m there.

She is a good friend in passing

Nearly every night…

Never for harassing

But for spreading delight!

The ending of Sarah’s workday

Near the beginning of mine….

Coincides with a pleasant exchange

For one passing point of time.

–Jonathan Caswell

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5 thoughts on “MY PASSING FRIEND

  1. busy lady

    I wanted to add more than just a good poem. It was beautiful its simplicity. And a surprising ending that the friendship was brought about by her noticing things about you and seeing her every night.

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    1. Jonathan Caswell Post author

      There’s a longer story to this. I had noticed her during last summer whren she and a number of students were interns—when most of the group was hired, we continued our pleasantries back and forth. I expect she will read this poem about herself sooner or later, when she has the time. (Yes, I’m talking about you, Sarah!). After passing her a couple of samples, she is one of the few ( ? ) who actively check this blog regularly, outside of the blogging community. πŸ™‚

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