by Lisa Franich Lee

You and I get to know each other

Let the ghosts out

and let the love seep in

Pull up a chair my friend

Rest your weary bones

while the children play

 

Gather together

more in a circle

Pass the stories

Take as many as you need

Let them fill you

and pass them along

 

As the light fades

some smile, some wave

The numbers dwindle

yet you and I linger

not wanting to give up

to the night creeping in

 

Once two specs in the wind, you and I

Now the anchor in my soul

holds me here

I’m home again

Written August 22, 2009