Was

Lots of people looking at me
In still picture posted and was
A day clueless as my mantra
Was somehow left inside my car
But how could I not walk in awe
As history was being spawned
Into a slighty cloudy sky
Halfway mirage in grassy lawn
As my friend used edited notes
Of subject we had discussed long

Into a night of kitchen smells
Where my wife left us to our war
Of hours ticking till Midnight bells
And all the empty words were torn

Sitting alone in contentment
Without a need for suit and tie
Without a stage for sentiment
I had no reason for a sigh
As a chalkie sitting composed
I felt happy and sensed relief
For I had walked on distant sea

On the distant sea that now fades

My friend appeared quite suddenly
And he was happy I could see
But there I sat still in my dream
And heard not a word of his speech

We took quite a few photographs
Then found a restaurant in town
A celebration a road map
Like tourists aware of new sounds
I told him of many places
And in this world walking the grounds
Enjoying lazy afternoon
And like detectives snooped around

Was lives on in fond memories
But here today I'm in my room
And as I sit and drink my tea
I know I won't see my friend soon
For in Japan with family
He sent me greetings yesterday
And sincere words was what I read

And the photograph was just me