waiting for love that never comes

She sits on the beach

at twilight

waiting for

someone

anyone

with a friendly smile

and warm words

No one stops

She appears homeless

She made her home

the beach and

a nearby park where

she sleeps on sand

or a bench in the park

with newspapers

over her to stay warm

She works all day

at a sports bar

serving coffee

hamburgers

sea food

She listens to others

works gracefully

showing kindness

and offering encouragement

Her customers ask for her

and laugh with her

and joke with her

She is lovely

so lovely

No one invites her out

They think she must

have a partner

Guys think

she’ll turn them down

Some customers

call her their psychologist

since she listens intently

and offers common sense solutions

This is what

no

one

knows —

She takes food

left on plates

to eat after work

She makes leftover food

last until she works

the next day

She wears colorful clothing

from Salvation Army stores

She makes worn out clothes

look good

No

one

knows

her

night-life

You will find her

sitting on the beach

alone beginning at twilight

No one slows down to talk

She sees herself

a toss away

from three broken marriages

of abusive alcoholic spouses

She makes people laugh

and feel loved

will anyone

sit and talk with her

cry with her

and dream with her

of a new future

Once I stopped

and asked if she could

use a little company

She broke into tears

then said

no one ever offered

to sit with me

I learned her name

Connie

She is a God fearing woman

praying for others

in need

She had names on a napkin

to pray for

She never prayed for herself

Before I left

Connie asked to pray for me

taking my hand in hers

and praying a comforting prayer

As I think about her

tonight

I find myself

praying for her

remembering her holding my hand

I mentally place her hand in mine

as I pray for her

and not for

myself

Published by Jim Wortham

As a teen, wanted to live from writing poetry. Wrote several books, selling nationally. Hung out with readers throughout the United States. My writing has been on back burner. Now dusting off my desk and have my pen in hand. Hope you enjoy some of what I write.

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