Observing a Woman

she is a romantic he thinks
based on her muted colors
her shawl and her skirt flow
an old-fashioned woman
his mother would have liked her 

he studies her hair
it looks soft, yet she is not dainty
she is built with a grandmother’s lap
she probably has children, he surmises.
based on her lunch

women with children do not save food for themselves
she obviously has a man, someone who buys her books.
he moves on, forgetting about her.
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Hankins Avatar
November 25, 2022 at 9:42 AM
Interesting, indeed, how we observe people ("people-watch") then move on, going about our business, and they drift into our oblivion.
Krutsinger Avatar
November 26, 2022 at 1:17 AM
And sometimes they pop back in at the strangest times
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