Christopher Came Home Today
By Kira A. Moore
Christopher came home today,
though I did not see him.
Not yet they said,
Not yet.
I never got
to say “Hello.”
I saw Christopher today.
So handsome,
In dress blues,
hat in hand.
But I did not see his eyes,
his beautiful eyes,
as blue as the sky.
I got to say,
“Good bye.”
Kira,
So I’m sitting here at work, and it’s been a frustrating start to the day, dealing with some BS. Then I read your poem and I suddenly realize that there’s so many more important things in life than worrying about the small stuff.
Thank you,
Katie
Katie,
When this poem came to mind I found that I had the same thought.
Thank you,
Kira