Waiting

Where
does it comes from?

Magnolia flowers
between old-fashioned buildings
quiet street
a bench by the river
taxi passenger humming
                                      coming with?

Street corner
poor shop                 
door opening sound
Along the bicycle wheels
          the traffic light and signs
                                                  coming with?

No
spring doesn't come that way

Resting on the chest
looking at baby daughter
following the mother's gaze
it was already here.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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