All Is Well

Another day, another small town

A summer breeze

The bougainvillea is still in bloom

His room

(phone rings, no-one answers)

The morning comes, they take their showers

They go to work, they do their hours

It's a routine

they lean on.

(phone rings, no-one answers)

His books are on the shelf (It doesn't matter what we do

Craving curious finger it will never leave us

His favorite after-shave time that used to pass

has now stopped )

Lingers still....

(phone rings, no-one answers)

The evening news, they hear them saying

Tonight's the game, his team is playing

They go to bed

Instead.

(phone rings, no-one answers)

Out in the quiet street

One stray dog is crying

And if their eyes don't meet

All is well.