Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Uninvited company

Gentle breeze pushing my hair over my eyes 
And back off my forehead.
Listening to background sounds
And enjoying it.
Until people and noise
Feel the need to sit
Next to me and across from me.
A group
Of women
Sitting in my quiet spot 
Probably because each of the other seating areas
Has a lone man camped out
Feet up on a table or chair. 
Sisterhood solidarity
Overtakes my solitude.
I guess I’m okay with that.