Walk On

5 Apr

You think
because I met your eye
on my walk from the train,
I ought to slow my pace,
shorten my stride,
give you a chance
to woo me
or decide if
you would woo.

Because I smiled
and returned your nod,
you think I may
follow you home.

Even if I didn’t
have a wife
holding dinner for me,
you would be
wrong.

Why is this so hard
to understand?

Take a tip
from the younger man
ten minutes ahead of you.
He smiled at me, too,
and we shared a moment
on the sidewalk,
a real human moment,

after which
he walked on,

allowing me
to appreciate
our moment
exactly
as it was.

 

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National Poetry Writing Month
30 poems in 30 days

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