While Seated
Sitting in a chair
Does anyone notice your there?
They walk around you
Some tall, short, young, or new.
The soft breeze of them walking by caresses your watching face
It whispers through your hair as soft as lace.
Emotions displayed on their faces for all to see
Couples hugging, children laughing, people with destinations, and me?
I wait patiently for somone to notice, perhaps the old man next me or his wife
No, just me here and i need to go off and start my own life.
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