As I walked into that restaraunt
a quarter after noon
25 years of age
my soul in bloom
seated on my own
next to the Holiday Decor Up-do
I see, across from me
an older woman at a table alone.
And there she sat
just like me
seated just one
at a table for two
enjoying her lunch
and her beverage too
breathing at ease
observing the atmosphere, pleased
I realized she had a story
and 55 years later
within all her glory
I looked over at the table across from me
to see a younger woman
at a table alone
beautiful as her youth
with a soul in bloom
and there she sat
just like me
seated just one
at a table for two
enjoying her lunch
and her beverage too
breathing at ease
observing the atmosphere, pleased
I realized a story
When I became that older woman, that-
That young girl
was actually me.