They were there before me
some how out of place
well dressed, watch
and pendant, gold about her neck
careful hair and smiling eyes
blue as I recall, like mine.
I was alone but joined her
for awhile across the café tables
as they read the menu;
looked away when she looked up
so’ s not to seem to stare.
They agreed and so he ordered
She smiled upon his back…..
Never once stopped smiling
heard him ask big breakfast;
her dress belied the menu
his too was smart, no tie,
corduroy pants with slanting pockets
shoes to match his style;
She in blue well cut.
Her smile lit up the room…
for them this was a special day
on their way to some where....
no one ever stays for long.
He asked her tea or coffee
and if a cup or mug,
she smiled again,
her eyes and lips in unison
This was a happy day
perhaps the first of many.
I made my paper last
let them go into the street
followed close behind
before the handle cooled,
saw them to the car park
looked away when she glanced back
So’ s not to seem to stare.