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For Selwyn
by Richard L. Provencher Saw him quietly in the corner of his train seat a cough once in awhile a burp now and then. The next day I looked beyond his shuffle, the way he cradled his hand. Did you have a stroke? my bold request. Yes he answered shyly. So did I and our friendship began. Off to Toronto he says to his son's wedding. I'm from Yorkshire. Great country, Canada and 18 years later still huge to travel it all. Soon tiredness captured his chatty voice got to rest now he says as the VIA attendant approached. Selwyn ordered a pillow and winked. Good for hiding beer farts in the night. And you know something? He's right. Richard L. Provencher Richard enjoys writing poems; many of which have been published in Print and Online. He and his wife, Esther are also co-authors of stories and a print novel. They are "born again" Christians and very busy in their church, Abundant Life Victory International, in Bible Hill, Nova Scotia. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |