'Legna' Poem by Poison 9901

I saw you standing there, all alone thumb out stretched.
The stories I’d heard about hitchers, I figured were farfetched.
To pick up a hitch hiker could lead to your last ride.
I didn’t care anymore, something inside me had already died.

I pulled to the shoulder of the road, I looked back with a glance.
I figured, what the hell, you looked harmless enough, I’d take the chance.
You were standing their alone just on the outskirts of town,
As you approached the passenger’s side I rolled the window down.

Hop in I said, you can put your gear in the back.
Thank you for picking me up, as I soon got back on track.
You been standing there long? I asked, with a hesitant smile.
No not very long, you said, just for a short while.

Where are you going to? To visit family or friends.
No where special you replied, I’m just along for the ride to the end.
We rode for miles without saying a word.
Songs belting from the radio was all that was heard.

As the miles clicked away I learned more and more about you.
You were a free spirited person, this much I knew.
I could see it in your eyes, I could hear it in your voice.
You lived life to the fullest, not wasting a moment, this was your choice.

You said, 'some spirits are free and meant to walk alone,
Some spirits are forever, and some are suddenly gone'.
Like the wind you said, 'a spirit can’t be touched,
It is felt by it’s presence, but in its absence missed very much'.

The words stuck in my head as we came into a sleepy little town.
The light had changed red, as I began to slow down.
This is where I get off my friend, as you slowly stepped outside.
Thanks for the company I said, as she thanked me for the ride.

Hey wait, I exclaimed, before I drove away, I didn’t even get your name.
She said you already know me, my name always remains the same.
In the mirror it hit me by the sign that you held in your hand.
Yes I truly knew you, and so did every woman child, and man.