poet Jim Yerman

Jim Yerman

When The Lights Went Out

It's funny how someone can light up your life as they brighten your morning too.
It's even funnier when it's someone you never met…someone you never knew.

I never new this little old man…never knew his name
but I'd pass him every morning as our routines were the same.

As I reached his streetlight on my walk in the ebbing of the night
I would see him at his window Illuminated by his kitchen light.

In time a kind of friendship formed between us in the dwindling of the nights.
A nod turned into a smile and then a wave when we saw each other in the lights.

This was the extent of our friendship…It's how our pieces fit
until the day, under his streetlight, I noticed his kitchen was unlit.

It remained unlit…and it was a week later when I finally tried
to check and see how he was doing…only to find out he had died.

I think about him when I pass his house
that he was my friend I have no doubt
but I never knew how much of a friend
or how much I'd miss him
until his light went out.

Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 19, 2020

Form: Verse

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Comments about When The Lights Went Out by Jim Yerman

  • Erin CowartErin Cowart (8/19/2020 7:54:00 AM)

    Well done! Some of the best friendships are the simplest ones, uncomplicated by words or thoughts, just pure human connection.

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  • Deluke Muwanigwa (8/19/2020 5:38:00 AM)

    Sad but excellent poem. Umm...you need to retire sit by a window everyday
    Another you will pass by start by nodding then smiling then greeting. If you stay by the window till midnight some day on a full moon you might see your old friend walking by your house. Excellent poem.

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