Monday, August 24, 2015

The Notebook

He pulled the key from his pocket
to lock the door before leaving
but the key
no longer fit
no matter how hard he tried
the night was getting late
he departed
the door left unlocked
later it rained
then the clouds parted
the black sky
revealed stars
so many that even
a passing fox took notice
for an instant
and inside the house
memories filled the rooms
so much so
that even a moth took notice
before scared away by
a daddy longlegs
the night passed
days passed
years passed
then during one summer
a young boy discovered
the house
and discovered the door
and inside he found
filled with words
and drawings of stars
in the far room
a telescope
and outside
the wind picked up
for it was time
to leave
then after more
than a half century
an old man gazed again
at the notebook
with the drawings
of stars
and with pencil in hand
he slowly connected
the dots
and before morning
he discovered
his way
back home.