She sits there quietly
as if She’s waiting for something
perhaps someone
She reads to pass the time
no one else around Her has a book
they are occupied by other things
She is alone with a book
the book loses Her gaze now and then
when someone passes by
as if She’s waiting for someone
a sigh of impatience
a glance at the time
what is She waiting for
perhaps even She doesn’t know
She continues reading
while life passes by
James Pack 