Three Came Over Midnight

by Thomas K. Hunt

Three came over midnight
Traveled the long hard road
One to dance, one to sleep
One just with the flow

Two of blood, the deepest red
That pumps through this old heart
One a bond of lifelong friend
ThatÂ’s been there from the start

Haggard and withered, tired eyes
Foreign to this land
Glad to be at journeys end
And feel this outstretched hand

Searching for adventure
Seeking tales to spin
Ready to bask in yellow light
And tan their pallid skin

Three young souls with eager hearts
That burn as big as the sun
Have come to share this time to spare
And fill this heart of one

Yes, three came over midnight
They reached down in a hole
With loving hands and wanting smiles
They lifted this old soul


Author's Note: my daughter,nephew, and a friend of theirs came to Florida to visit me

Posted on 01/01/2004
Copyright © 2024 Thomas K. Hunt

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Emily Sullivan on 01/02/04 at 12:16 AM

i can't wait!

Posted by Maureen Glaude on 01/02/04 at 07:13 AM

very unique and powerful. I liked the opening line and the repetition of it & the title very much, lends much curiousity to the reader. Well told too.

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