It was a Sunday-
Yes I remember now-
The watch read a number
Past twelve noon.
The bus was crowded
Even for a weekend
((Nowhere to sit))
Until I saw the empty spot
Next to where you were sitting
I think I would never forget
The black pants and white shirt
That you were wearing with your smile
It’s funny how I remember now
The shortness of breath when you
Smiled s i d e w a y s at me
The way we were sitting
Way too close for strangers
And how our fingers almost touched
As the bus pulled at your stop
And then...
You got down- with a soft goodbye.
Author notes
Trust me- this never happened
A contest entry
- You, were wearing a green dress... by tara wilson.
1700 points, ended July 30, 2007, 19 entries
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Comments
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This is such a lovely, lovely poem...thank you for your entry...I love that...wearing clothes with the smile...
and the ending line...
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