Bus Stop

A trip down fantasy lane

Bus Stop

sitting on my trellised

ivy covered deck

each morning

reading my paper

and sipping coffee

within view

of the bus stop

around 7:45 the local bus

would pull up screeching brakes

and the hiss they make

when they open the door

out stepped this lovely lady

always dressed in an

attractive dress and heels

she worked in the

law office a block away

I don't know what she did

maybe she was a lawyer

or maybe a secretary

or even a receptionist

but she always

had this smile on her face

and a bounce in her step

I looked forward to seeing her

she noticed me one morning

and paused smiling

as if to say

I know you watch me every day

I blushed a little

I knew she couldn't see me very well

so she had no idea

what I looked like

but every day after that morning

as she stepped off the bus

she would glance my way

smile my direction

and sometimes

give a small gesture

it was so kind of her

to put a smile

on this old mans face

it has been 10 years now

she has bloomed

into an even more

beautiful mature woman

I have gotten older

and my early morning

to sit on my deck

is the only thing

I look forward to these days

to see her glance

my direction and smile

we have never spoken

her smile says everything

I want to hear

I love that bus stop

Sandy@Beach

Reviews

[Gomer LePoet]

Cool story S. I know what you mean by her smile says everything I want to hear.

[Wondering Mind]

Sometimes, especially for us old folk, a smile is all that's needed... A sweet write.

[MOON]

Lovely write , the charming smile.