STORIES OF FRIENDSHIP


While I wait for you to wake
I listen to the night wind
Bringing a new storm
With fresh snow

To hide the city streets
With the morning will come
A day filled with laughter
As we share conversation

One of many as we learn of each other
Full of delights
A newness of knowing
Of friendship growing

While I wait for you to wake
I dream of holding your hand
And sharing a walk on empty streets
Listening to your voice

Without strangeness or judgment
The quiet that is the morning
Filled with stories
Then with smiles

Michael V Hechtman Copyright � 2001