A FRIEND IN DEED

I look forward to my connection bus stop
On the corner of Broadway and Main Street 
In the city of Caladoreu 

There, three months ago 
I met an old man 
Waiting on the five forty-five bus
He seems to always be there
When I arrived 

What a charming happy old soul 
I thought to myself 

Greetings my young friend 
He will say, with a smile 
As bright as the sun

I felt so at ease talking to him
He always showed interest in what I have to say 

The last time we spoke, he said something 
I will never forget 
He said. " Most people continue doing wrong
Until they have an accident with reality."

I thought that was so profound 
Months had passed and I never seen him again 
I've asked countless persons 
But no one seems to recall Mr Walton 
From the bus top 

As faith would have it 
While waiting on my connection bus
I met an older woman at the bus stop 
And asked her if she knew a Mr Walton

She replied..
Yes I do.. He had passed away two years ago 
I was shocked, after realizing 
For the last three months 
I was in conversation 
With a ghost at the bus stop.

Wilford Barker.