Sad Human Trick Poem by Terry Collett

Daily
I wait for him to come
said Joy

I go to the window
and peer out
and hope

that he's coming
hope against reason
that he'll come

but he doesn't
not a day goes by
when I don't go

to the window
to see if he's coming
but he hasn't so far

and I guess I know
deep down
he won't come again

that I'll become old
and decrepit
and still go

to the window
and see if he's coming
but he won't

I know that
I've known that
last month or so

after they came
and told me
he'd been killed

in that car crash
but it won't stay
in my mind

it won't stick
like it''s
all make believe
just a sad human trick.