I was sitting it the lounge waiting for class Talking to my friends, half asleep Barely focusing on anything When my friend yelled hey and I looked around
He was walking towards us and I paused
He seemed to tower over everything Exuding a confident but welcoming presence around him Every step so sure in it's placement
He turned then I saw his eyes As if the clay she walked on transported to his eyes Until he stepped into the light The clay disappeared leaving gold to rise to the surface
He smiled as he got closer Showing a kindness and warmth to it As if he was welcoming friends he haven't seen in years back home
He gave a couple hugs and greetings to my friends before turning towards me