Dinner with a Friend

I did not feel worthy. Would he ever forgive me? My heart ached to be with him, to hear him. Then I heard a faint voice. Did I imagine it? Someone called my name. From the front entrance; a firm tap on the door. My heart raced, my hand on the door knob. Slowly, I […]

The Casserole

The tears stream down my face. The pain is immense. Between sobs I hear a gentle tapping on the door. Who could it be at this hour? Am I hearing things? A light rumble of thunder. The gentle rain continues. Another knock. I open the door and there he stands. Such gentle, caring eyes; such […]

That Old Familiar Knock

There is a knock at the door The hour is late The house is quiet inside A bare bulb lights the room I am not expecting anyone Who could it be at this hour