Hello - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Hello

On a day much like this or
Any other, he went down to
The laundry room and met the
Love of his life.

She was everything he dreamed of,
He couldn’t believe his good fortune
Until she said something that
Changed him.

Apprehensive, he stepped back,
Unable to make sense of what he’d
Just heard. He replayed the word in
His mind.

A greeting, followed by a smile, was all it
Took to remind him of every hair out of place,
Past failure, pulsing uncertainty,
Step forward, hello.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer