Curtis Johnson Poet Narrative

My Friend Darrel

My relationship with him was of short duration,
And very little did I know of or about him. But,
I learned a very valuable lesson from Darrel.

I was a part of a prayer meeting at our church,
and it was at this event that I net Darrel. Even
though such meetings are great to help us grow,
Like most prayer meetings, only a few people show.

I wish we all felt free and unthreatened as my friend
Darrel who never felt any pressure to pray out loud.
He simply sat there and absorbed the Presence of God.

Darrel's wife was well known and active in the church;
But unlike her, my friend Darrel was a stranger to most.

We had just recently began to acquaint ourselves, and
I'm certain that we would have become best of friends.
Darrel passed away after briefly attending prayer meetings.

We often remember people for the things they openly said and
did. I remember Darrel for what he taught me about what he did
not do or did not say; about his quietness, stillness, calmness, and steadiness. I tell you, he was like a visiting angel that showed up
once a week just to be with us.

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