I See You (1220)

Maybe because today has been one year
Since you’ve been gone,
I get more nostalgic around the season,
I still mourn you in a way.

Sometimes I see you in strangers,
Or when I see men my age with their fathers
I think – that could’ve been us.
Or when I see an old man in the street,
In dire straits
I think – at one time that was you.

Maybe it’s because around this time of year,
I look back and appreciate you more,
All the troubles and tribulations you went through,
All the plights I’ll never know.

But I see you in those men,
In cold winter mornings on my way to work,
In their slow walk,
With white beards,
The breath visible in the air,
Empty stomachs.

One meal,
I think,
Just one meal will get that man through the day,
Buying a stranger in need one meal will give him hope,
Showing someone kindness will give them faith,
To maybe one day see his family again,
After all it’s the season of giving,
So I’ll give a little bit of hope.

“Give me an extra # 2”
Maybe in feeding a stranger,
I’m feeding you,
For the times you were homeless or hungry,
Without the hope of seeing us again,
And maybe
I’ll see your smile in a stranger’s face.