He always called her by her first name
Though they had never met.
At the grocery store
or, while he was refereeing a hockey-game
he would skate over to the glass
‘Hi Janet, how’s it going?’
She always smiled and said ‘fine’
because she could never remember his name…
He had that uncanny gift of never forgetting a name
though they never really met;
…Friend of a friend.
The other week at the checkout
he said, 'Hi Janet, have a good Christmas!'
And she said 'thanks, you too' and she remembered his name
They never really met.
They never will.
Rick died today.
© Janet Martin
Rest in peace, Rick.