Saturday, June 20, 2009

Walter: A Saturday Poem


Walter


Not that Cronkite fellow, no.
Ivanhoe author? Guess again.
The cigarette/sailor guy, Raleigh?
The creator of Mickey Mouse?
My own middle name? → Bingo.

The Mall, drizzly mid-June evening.
I pass by the Hallmark display.
Slowing my pace, I am reminded.
There’s no address where he, more
famous than all of the above, is.

© Ciprianowords Inc. 2009

2 comments:

Beth said...

I think the address is in our hearts.

cipriano said...

True enough.
This is why, every time I pass by a store on Father's Day, or well.... as of this year for the first time, Mother's Day also... I see those cards on display and I think of my parents.
Nowhere to send them a card, but yes, they are so present, in my heart.