Longing
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Longing in this instance is a feeling of homesickness to once again visit the Country of my birth, Wales. Visit old haunts, meet with friends, all this and more as I once again walk the streets and hills of my Birthplace.
It’s that time of year when longing occurs
A Country, far away, waits to welcome us
A challenging journey awaits patiently
Back in time as time lords partake
The clocks of the World tick away the hours
Arrive quietly, fall into days of travel fatigue
Time to now venture out into our childhood World
Walk streets so narrow, memories deceive
People acknowledge each other
A wave, a smile, a shout of hello
Not known to each other, just welcome all
Familiar faces, we struggle for names
Some look our way, turn, and look again
smile to yourself, know you as well
The pubs, places of friends and gossip
Time for a rest, and a pint of best bitter
Stand at the bar with thoughts for company
A group of locals enter the bar
The sounds of voices echo afar
Study faces in the mirror, reflection behind the bar
Know them all from time gone by
A female voice asks a question
Turn to look at the question asker
Eyes are the first to betray a smile
She uses your name, it sounds like poetry
Please join us and share your adventures?
join the group of young men and women
They all stand as if welcoming royalty
Laughter and handshakes, kisses on the cheek
Comments of not changed in manner or looks
sitting down amongst friends of old
The question asker, with eyes that look through to your soul
Eyes study eyes, known once before
Hers did not blink as laughter unfolded
Quietly asked, why did you go away?
Explanation given, all politely listened
Exhaustion from questions as the hours ticked by
Eventually all said their good byes
Quietness descended once again
Just you and inner thoughts, sitting quietly
A female voice, may I sit for a while?
You both smile, lost for words
Her hand reaches across the table
Silent question as your hand reaches out
If only, the question as you chat over times gone by
Both stand and hug and say their farewells
She leaves without turning around
Memories burst in my head
Day one adventures completed happily.
Copyright © John A'Hern | Year Posted 2023
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