the darkness settle in,

a woman ‘neath a lamppost turned her

head and dipped her chin.

Had I known her better

I might have lift a hand

to tilt her face toward the light

and give her hope again.

And when she turned and strolled away,

shoulders slumped, deflated,

I slouched behind that window pane

and wondered why I’d waited.

-CDW

(photo created using photoshop)