Did you know it's National Poetry Month?

I didn't. But now I do. And so do you. And do you know what that means?

yep. You get a poem from me today.


"7 AM Love"

You approach the platform slowly,

knowing

you will not make this train.

I stand

at the door, my hand on the bar.

I could have held the door for you –

I didn’t.

  Our eyes meet and we smile,

half forgetting we don’t know each other yet,

then,

          remembering,

          our eyes slide away in apology –

    water on paper.

The smiles linger, forgotten, on our faces.

I will not see you again

– if you ride the train for a year –

this is not my usual hour.

But for three seconds, you had a perfect smile.