Passing Places

    She was happily
    Speaking to someone
    She’d just met
    And surprised I was
    There beside her.
    She went on speaking

    To the person ahead
    As I watched
    Her dark hair
    Shining that
    Moment with
    All her life.
    
    My mind wouldn’t
    Work. I couldn’t
    Speak.  Not looking
    Back, she found
    My hand as
    She moved on.