Posted in Gracie's Glimmer, Poetry From A Woman Who Thinks Too Much

Barefoot At A Bus Stop In Delaware


Barefoot at a bus stop in Delaware
smoking a cigarette even though I quit
if there’s a good week to quit
I just decided…this isn’t it.
Watching the cars on the highway zoom by
wondering if this was a smart choice
now that my back is hurting, I want to cry
and on my face is the showing
if you saw me, you’d agree I think
no, I’m knowing.
The day is birthing and
I am surrounded by pink
my man is gone…
went to get coffee
I hope, I pray, I think…
cause I’d hate to be left
barefoot at a bus stop in Delaware.

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8 thoughts on “Barefoot At A Bus Stop In Delaware

      1. I really loved this piece. I try to give my words a fair shot so I usually read it outloud 3 times first. If it makes that cut I give it a chance! You can be gentle with yourself and your words!!!
        Chuck
        xo

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