if only

if i could see them
again

oh what would 
i say?

the man with the weathered
smile
who had a story about
everything

his words meandered and
circled around a point

that never came
as he went on

the man who spoke
like a boy
who wanted to share
every dvd he was
checking out

and how he was taking
a tour of the world

from inside his house

the lady who knew
it all
and was wearing gloves
before she needed to

she could see what
was ahead
as she strongly paced by

whistling down the wind

the difficult people
i didn't know how
to talk to

the happy people
i didn't know how
to entertain

the quiet people
i didn't know how
to whisper to

i'd like to try again
to speak to each
one of them

if only for just
a little while

(miles)