by Gary Wright

Created on: July 02, 2009

He Said His Name

That man was here today again

The tall guy who is awfully thin

His bones stick out from around his face

He does not belong here in this place

He kinda snorts and wheezes a little

And he tilts his head sometimes as he giggles

He is an odd-duck, as others would say

And I believe he just came to play.

He said his name is Sam or Jan

He stutters sometimes when he talks, this man

He talks in riddles, rhymes and prose

And sometimes understanding him, well nobody knows.

But there he was once more again

He greeted me shyly with his grin

He held his hand out to shake hello

And I shuttered to grab the stub he showed.

His hand was withered, his wrist deformed

They looked as though it caused forlorn

For I could not participate

In the hand shake of this reprobate.

He was not thus, I'm sure by far

But I could no longer view the scar

That also did his face disfigure

And near his eye it made me quiver.

There was a spot or mark or burn

I could not look nor dare discern

For as I looked more deep and clear

It seemed to me he was so queer.

So odd and strange this way to look

I thought of an ogre from a fairytale book.

He was tall and gangly and awkward still

He presented himself as lost and ill.

No matter how I looked or listened

It was not until my spirit glistened

At last I saw him with my heart

There was a man, handsome, yet smart.

His eyes were wise, his mouth was stern

He no longer was a source to spurn.

He now stood there as a gentle man

Who reached to touch me with his hand.

A hand so strong and full of peace

I could no longer but feel release.

The freedom that my heart unveiled

Made none the fears that once prevailed.

Here was this man, a friend became.

Who entered into my domain?

As creature, maybe even foe,

Until at last he would truly show

That now I know him, he's close to me

A more faithful friend will never be.

He has a limp and still the stutter

But to me a friend who's like no other.

He is tall and charming, helpful and whole

Because now I see him with my soul.

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