We Spoke

We Spoke

We spoke throughout all the years:

all the hellos, good-nights, I love yous.

We spoke as the orange sun dropped over treetops,

basking the sky with fire.

We spoke as the blue jay sang his song

outside our bedroom window:

a familiar tune of longing.

We spoke from our realms of personal differences,

where we’d play hide and seek,

trying to block out the past and future.

We spoke over the Times and USA Today.

We spoke over The Late Late Show.

We spoke,

and cried,

as parents withered and children grew.

We spoke,

and laughed,

feeling the twists of progressing years.

Yes, we spoke throughout all those years.

But never a thing was said.

Author: James Vincent Harker, Jr.
On OMPJ

Photo Credit: Romeo Leaupepe Su’a on Unsplash