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the library


By jamesaguiar - Posted on 15 September 2010

 I completely misunderstood.
she sat there, clip on sunglasses up
sunbonnet tilted.
she stared straight ahead
occasionally glancing over at the soft lounging chairs
all taken.
I thought she coveted one, waiting,
but each time someone left, she remained,
glancing around absently.
Then I knew:
she had nothing to do.
she just sat
waiting
for the day to pass-
so she might go home,sleep, another day gone at last.
until one morning, she no longer rises,
a life with no surprises
cold, as the chill of the inevitable approaches?
friendless?
relentless?
simply waiting for a kind word...
I wish I had spoken,
even  this simple token
may have changed her day
all be it in the smallest way