Draft

I was thinking about you,

just the other day,

as I sat alone in the study

as pondered by myself

exactly what you would say.

I knew that if you were here

you would have some insight

or even lend an ear

to this friend soul lost in flight.

Then, like a sign from above

Suddenly, there came a sign the door blew open

perhaps a the work of your craft

or maybe it was nothing more

than just a simple draft.

© Autumn Siders 2016