Sitting

Sitting

Is it possible that you were here today?

When I was alone in my sitting room you came into my mind.

I thought you were here with me; I was suddenly aware of your presence.

I whispered your name and looked around.

I could not see you.

Maybe I was reminded of the times we sat side by side on the couch in your sitting room.

Summer evenings, drinking tea and half watching the telly.

A clock ticking gently.

A stillness in the air.

I always felt at ease with you; your gentle acceptance of me.

I was at home in your warmth.