Looking to My Left
So I looked to my left
No one was there
Just an empty seat
A promise unfulfilled
The line passed in front of me
Moms and kids
Yoga ladies in their Lulus
The teens and tweens
Beginning the weekend
I nodded back at a guy
Who nodded at me
I don't know why
Guess I look like a nodder
I'm on the way to the gym
Another day
Pushing around some iron
Blasting tunes in my ear buds
But it's the Saturday Starbucks
That has my attention
And the thought that maybe
When looking left
I should see a face
Smiling back
From behind the steam
That wafts up
From a caramel macchiato