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Tuesday, June 13, 2017

In the Rain

In the rain she walked
umbrella by her side
and rain pouring down her face
through the holes in her hat.

She walked around in circles
at times she would stand still
and then move again in the direction she came from
with no real direction.

In the rain she walked
umbrella by her side
and rain pouring down her body
through her ragged clothes.

She walked to the entrance of the mall
and opened the door without going in,
but others went in without even saying
thank you,
but she smiled and let the door go
and left.

In the rain she walked
umbrella by her side
and rain pouring down her face
from her beautiful blue eyes
surrounded by her blondish
dirty hair.

She sat on a wet bench talking to herself
pointing here and there, people passing by
ignoring her pleas, laughing at her
she ignored them completely and laughed at times
just talking to herself.

She mumbled a word here and a word there
not really making sense to those who wanted to help
she wave to someone in the distance
an imaginary figure that she saw
blowing kisses in the air
to that someone she might have known,
and that we would never know.

In the rain she walked
wobbling from one side to the other
umbrella open
and rain kept pouring on her
through the empty umbrella spikes
that she had carried by her side.

In the rain she walked
disappearing in the distance
to never be seen again
as it a ghost had just passed us
sending a chill through our bones
thanking our lucky stars
that we were not her.