The Girl at 7:30
Unknown
It was late winter.
Gazing out of the cold window into the distance when I saw her,
Approaching as her hair blew with flamboyant beauty.
She was the girl at 7:30
She walked timidly
As she looked up confidently,
and met my gaze.
From her face I couldn’t look away, it was like staring into a beautiful blaze.
We shared a brief moment in time.
A moment in life only known to hers and mine.
For a tiny moment in history,
She was the girl at 7:30.
(2014)
