Originally Posted by ARTelevision

My Heart Attack

There’s a man I’ve yet to meet
He lives over at the next farm
Been there just about forever, they say

I see him, dressed darkly, sitting on his tractor
He can raise a thousand acres of corn with that thing
And he can cut them right down again
Staring only at his wheels

When we moved in here
I waved the first few times he passed
He never even turned his head
So I stopped waving

He’s a decorated veteran – a war hero
The subject of a Hollywood movie
These days though, he walks slowly
Out to the mailbox and back

The other day I passed him in my truck
He seemed to pause at that very moment
Stared in my direction
I almost waved at him
But he wasn’t looking at me

He had just mailed a letter
Maybe he was having second thoughts
I think he knows the weight of his words

I keep thinking I should go over there
Make his acquaintance
He’s knows my family
He’s visited my friends

One day
He may come
To visit me