Lunching Alone

Eating alone
at a booth meant for four
I watch in envy the
gaggle of women gathering
noisily for lunch.

They are older than I am,
sixties and seventies,
but I would join them
in a heartbeat if they but
said the word.

Do they realize how lucky
they are to have
whatever it is that bonds
them?
I hope so.

  
Peace, people.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

5 thoughts on “Lunching Alone”

      1. oh! then not as nice 😦 but anyway, do go into writer-as-observer mode, you’ll soon be submerged by people on your next stops, you might even miss the quiet lunches πŸ™‚

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