Sunday, November 6, 2011

In Her Eyes

I sat down with my coffee
the cafe was nearly empty
but one sat there nearby
I looked
and saw the pain
there was something
in her eyes
that spoke of pain
worldly cares weighing
all spoken
in her eyes
the set of her lips were
almost as hard as stone
her hair was awry
had she slept?
she seemed so tired
shown through her eyes
she sat quietly
I sat and watched
her cup sat empty
mine sat full
was this like our lives?
her eyes
spoke of an emptiness
spoke of pain
spoke of a need
she looked up
I smiled
I could see the barest
hint of a smile
in her eyes

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