A Walk With Henry Poem by Indiscreet Episode

She calls her old dog, Henry
And together they frequent the park

Where she ponders the man that's oft brooding
About what or for whom she knows not

She pauses under an old naked oak tree
And sheds tears for the ghost of a friend

Recalling her smile full of sunshine
Hearing her sylph voice on the wind

Time and people jog by in vast circles
She watches and feels left behind

Life keeps moving and changing its pattern
There's no reason, no preplanned design

She'll keep missing the ones that have left her
But continue to keep her own pace

Meet new people, all just as gifted
To help fill in that now vacant space


(01/12/07)