When You Grow Up?

When You Grow Up?

A Poem by Bmh09
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I was waiting on an elevator to go to class.

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Standing at the elevator

An employee pushes a vacuum slowly back and forward

in an almost hypnotic motion across the low-pile blue carpet.  

Now middle-aged.  

When she was a child, what did she want to be when she grew up?  

If she was able to travel back in time

What would she say to her younger self?  

Possibly she finds the vacuum’s low hum relaxing

Or likes the way the striped lines in the carpet make it look so neat.  

© 2017 Bmh09


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A delicate and quiet a personal thought process here, well done.

Posted 7 Years Ago



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