I see a shadow walking through the crowd towards me and in the gesture of that walk it's the certainty that I see. In your eyes I see a purpose that guides you in your stride to be the best that you can be and take credit for your pride. A smile forms at your lips as you move your eyes toward me and all of a sudden you notice I appreciate all of what I see. We hold a stare for a moment that doesn't want to end then you nod your head to acknowledge that you are saying good-bye to a friend. As we walk past one another your hand brushes mine and for one historic moment we both get lost in time. When I realize that your gone I start to think of you of all your grace and splendor and what it is that I should do. Should I turn around and grab you or let you walk on by should I tell you that I Love you or let the moment pass on by?
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Written 12/21/92; one of my best. The title says it all.
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