25/10/16 A story of two
...and I sat there and watched them,
from a distance of thirty years.
She with her nutbrown hair
and him with his blue eyes
both of them listening to their world
in ways their peers would not understand.
I looked a different direction
and saw them again.
Maybe I was five years closer,
it's hard to say,
so much has changed since then.
Now they are teenagers,
he is bruised and bleeding from
his thirteenth fight of the year,
she is alone, surrounded by nature
writing in her precious notebook.
I think I must have fallen,
maybe I struck my head...
but now they are both adults.
both working on the same ward,
and they don't know each other
but they think they know themselves.