Waiting

Under Windsor Bridge ~ Adolphe Valette 

he stands, shoulders hunched

against a bone chilling mist

waiting for his ship to come in

for his life to begin
how did he arrive at this place

what twist of fate

brought him to this pier

alone .. with little to show

for a life half over .. half lived

he stares with unseeing eyes  

waiting for the ship 

that will never come