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Never Met You


 

I’m sorry that I never met you

When I saw you on that crowded bus

You were just another faceless life form

A speck in a cloud of dust

I’m sorry that I never met you

When I dropped some coins at your feet

On the corner you sat begging

Trying to make ends meet

I’m sorry that I never met you

When you held the elevator door for me

Scooting into the back corner

I stood there quietly

I’m sorry that I never met you

                                Soldier in the airport terminal

                                Your family looked overjoyed to see you

                                And I think that says it all

I’m sorry that I never met you

                                The grave with my last name

                                It reads “beloved father”

                                I wish I could say the same.

I’m glad I never knew you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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