Friday, March 11, 2011

Sundays

Sometimes, I’ll go outside
All by myself to sit down
On a random patch of grass
And just watch people pass.

I like to make up stories
About their lives, thinking
Of their hobbies and how
They enjoy their spare time.

Today, I saw an old couple
Strolling past, hand in hand,
Him in a gray coat and hat,
Her in a bright yellow jacket.

Words weren’t necessary.
They smiled and silently
Thought the same thought:
We should take more walks.

I decided that she
Teaches history in college
And that he
Makes amazing lasagna.

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