#65 The Commute

Missing

Hurry down the block
miss the trolley
head on, then stop
remembering
trot back home
retrieve the missing wallet
miss the trolley yet again

Catch the third one
come across
a long lost friend—-
no longer missing.



Humanity

Early evening
and the trolley is crowded.

A mother and little girl
given a seat
A very tall man in the back
head almost touching the roof
holding a small baby
relaxed, content
The arm of a man around a woman
the woman’s around a baby
in close circles of caring

Love is present in this house.
Peace prevails.