Lisa Baily Poet Free verse

Understanding

You see a small figure,
Sitting by the window,
Just waiting for someone,
Just looking out the window,
You hear a sigh,
And see a tear trickle,
Down a weathered face,
Feeling strangely propelled,
Toward the figure,
You stand quietly,
Until she knows of your presence,
She smiles a wilted smile,
As if disappointed in who is
Standing beside her,
She says in a low voice,
'' I thought maybe it was...''
She looks out the window,
With a far away look,
Then she reaches out,
And squeezes your hand,
You sit down and listen,
As she begins to tell you stories,
She has a sparkle in her eyes,
Sitting by the window,
She was waiting for someone,
To listen and be with her,
Someone understanding.

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