Cheap Hellos
. for public domain
I know her through the cheap hellos,
shared taxi cabs, subways below,
strolling in the fresh fruit aisle,
shared bench for lunch, a sidewalk smile,
but not like I knew my sisters,
their blistered toes, and bathroom woes,
heartaches from a stolen kiss,
and sorrows from our dead parents.
We old neighbors have been pleasant,
civil, helpful, ever present,
with eyes where joy is often absent,
lives and love somehow misspent.
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