To Be Like Her

By: Kiersten Lupinek
Photo Credit: Credit Commons

I saw her there, standing.

In the garden midday, she enjoyed the sun.

A sandwich in her hand, and flowers in her sights.

She was in no rush, she had no plans,

Except to stand and enjoy.


I watched her, from my window.

Behind my laptop, I smiled.

I enjoyed her enjoyment.

The soft smile on her face;

The wind rustling her thinning hair.


I envied her. She made time to enjoy.

The sun and the flowers belonged to her.

I wondered how she had gotten there.

What she had done in her life.

The sun rose higher, and I wondered what I had to do.

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