She Sat Alone

Today should have been all about her;

After all it was her birthday yet alone she did sit.

I watched her as she sipped on one cold beer after another.

I didn’t know her or her me.

I observed this from a distance,

as Jan and I dined on a big juicy steak.

I could only wonder why she sat alone.

After all this was her 42^nd birthday.

I knew this because she announced it to everyone who passed by.

Her hair was neat, and she was dressed very nice.

But as she sat alone I could see the sad look within her eyes,

It made me ponder still; it made me wonder on this day, why?

Where are her friends, or even her children, if she had any?

I watched in somber silence as time after time she would announce

Time and time again to all that would hear…‘It’s my Birthday today’.

Now of this I really must admit that this sadness of this my heart did sway.

As we left and we passed by her way, I stopped and softly said to this stranger,

‘God Bless and I wish you a Very, Very Happy Birthday.’

J. Allen Wilson ©

11/25/2012