Sunday, August 27, 2017

Target

You stood there professionally in a white blouse
clipboard in hand with pen always on the page
forever ready to write

You stood there in a single space, silent
as people milled about their shopping
and you waited for eye contact

You are not some brewing machine in a coffee shop.

Because you stood there, silent and diligent, ready
to ask your question after catching an eye
to take down the yeses and noes

Because as a little girl, when asked about your future
you never thought one day you would stand
in a store selling flu shots

For those reasons, I stopped again on the way out
to wish you a good day.

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