Sir

Sir, you move with grace and graciousness
through the passages in my mind
But I can pin you down
Neither to the pages of the novel
I would write
Nor to the canvas of the picture
I would paint.
Slipping around corners
You evade me,
Your character incomplete.
What I see of you is admirable,
A man to be followed
A suitable facade to hide
My own inadequacies.
But how can I tell
If this is true?
You will not come out and speak to me.
What lies in your heart?
You are no fool
Or you would not exude this grace,
But are you kind?
Are you someone who will love?
Someone children will trust?
Someone who welcomes
New worlds and new joys?
Are you truly, sir, someone I would wish to follow?
If you are such a one,
Come out of your corners
And onto my page
Come share with me and teach me
This elusive grace and graciousness.