The Wait


It’s a small world in a small town.
Steps lead out or lead down.
Smiles greet when the knowing meet.
Whispers shared on the street.
~
I see her face, a welcome friend.
As I do with no end.
A turn found a dead end street.
But smiles return when the new to meet.

~*~
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