First Impressions Poem by Tim Romines

First Impressions




The first words written
The first words read
Leading the conversation
Or being led
Questions answered
Questions asked
The first one as important
As the last
Smiles and laughter
Coming from both sides
Sharing the good, the bad
And the special parts of their lives
Wondering how this happened
Why it is
That so many questions can be answered
Before they are asked
Friendship is a blessing when it comes your way
So leave your door open and free
For a true friend might be knocking
Keep your eyes open so that you can see
For if you answer the correct door
A friend behind it you might see
Thanks for being the one
Who opened the door for me



T Romines 01/26/2009