Hello there. How do you do? I am just fine. How about you? Outside today it's very hot. Next week it will rain a lot.
Is this a door? Is this a wall? Does it mean anything at all? Sunny days give way to nights. The seasons change. The cold wind bites.
I searched for warmth I could not find. The fire died. You didn't mind. Happy faces painted on; Polite exchanges, and we're gone Our separate ways, arrayed in frost. Can we ever count the cost?
© 2001 Larry Thacker Jr.
This came to me after I boarded a bus for work. The exchange of niceties with the driver set me thinking, and this is the result.