Standing on a sidewalk edge looking out
And though there are cars passing
People are walking, street lights changing
Horns honking, birds flying over head
Telephones are ringing and children are singing along to the radio
The world around me is on a God's schedule
An abundance of things happening and any one of them could distract me yet
I still think of you
It does not matter where I am, it does not matter where I go
Your ominous presence is always there
My mind flutters with thousands of thoughts
Some of them, I admit, are not about you
But they still are are ones I want to tell you about
Your laugh has slipped into every cup of coffee
Your smile has tattooed itself into every night sky
I wonder if I will ever find someone who loved the sky as much as I do
I fear that no one will ever see such beauty in the stars
No one would lie outside with me until 3 am just looking at them
Do you remember being reckless?
How even though you knew you were running late to be home you would mumble sleepily,  "just a few more minutes"
These cars rushing past, in a hurry to get to a job interview, a meeting, a dinner, church service, hospital, shopping place,  a home
I wonder if this sidewalk knows that although I am walking slowly, pacing myself in each heel-toe, I wonder if this sidewalk knows
That I am not going to a job interview, or a meeting, or a dinner, church service, hospital, shopping place, I am going home
To you