chelsea
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She stood on a street corner, waiting, softly weeping...When our eyes met we said 'hello' in silence.
chelsea
morning was more chilled than my heart
when i saw her standing on the corner
waiting to cross from yesterday into tomorrow
a new life awaited her on the other side
she smiled and waved as she passed by
her maroon dress tattered and too often worn
i saw myself within her soul as i peered into her eyes
and wondered when her tears had dried for the last time
even in her smile there was punishing sadness
her body had been used and abused too many times
as i read her story on her still angelic face
the pages flowed with words of brokenness i read as mine
she was once an innocent little girl who laughed out loud
running in circles on the playground grass
the promise of yesterday, where did it so quickly go
leaving a little girl with no corners to turn?
now she crosses the street against a red light
and my heart is warm as my smile catches hers
i wonder when morning drops into the blackness of night
will she remember that in our glance i promised hope?
© tolbert
Copyright © wayne tolbert | Year Posted 2025
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