Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Across the Train

Her hair was short and silver,
And the pearls in her ears were the same size as those on her necklace.
She wasn't really reading the words on her newspaper-
Her eyes weren't moving.
She was either deep in thought,
Or a long blink from napping.
When the train stopped,
She jumped up and exited quickly.

I wonder what she was thinking.

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