Curtis Johnson Poet Narrative

A Chicago Tale

In the late 60's it was.
In an old mansion on the
Northwest side of town.

For a brife period of time,
In a city filled with crime,
A story unfolded that would astone;
A short saga with a pleasant memory.

She was in town on a summer mission.
He was there completing his education.

The two Were drawn together romantically.
Without the presence of neither deception
Nor subtlty, it all happened rather suddenly.

Both, working in a home for wayward men,
Saw each other every now and then.

Their favorite meeting place was in the chapel
That became their llittle haven and sanctuary. 

Their relationship in the hour glass of life
Appeared and disappeared rather rapidly,
But they left a mini story worth reading about.
They were pure and virtuous; and never did
They even embrace or kiss. Today's youths 
Could be well served by their model.

Their best times together were spent in that
Little haven listening to a Christian radio
Program called 'Nightwatch'.

They both learned the meaning of
Self discipline,  curtailed emotions,
And controlled passions. These lessons
Were learned in their getaway place,
Their little haven, their Holy Place.

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