Describe A Stranger
While I stood in line
I waited my turn
To order my drink
I spoke to someone
In front of the line
It made the line pass
A stranger i spoke
Until it was my turn
To order my drink
it passed the time
She was tall and thin
Her hair was longer
She had bright blue eyes
I found her friendly
We both spoke non stop
I felt I known her
For a very long time
She lived in a town
Decided to move
She chose the city
Copyright © Darlene De Beaulieu | Year Posted 2025
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