Jane Q. Porter: Excuse me, Sir

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Excuse me, Sir

Tuesday morning and I see you
News paper in hand and a booth seat near the bar
Dress pants and a button up and a smile

A smile

Sir, may I ask what your reading?
Headlines are sad and broken and people are hurting and killing and lying
Sir, may I ask why you're smiling?

Tuesday mornings I see you
News paper in hand and a booth seat near the bar
Dress pants and a button up and a smile

Sir, I know why you're smiling.
Sir, please never stop smiling.

~jqp

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savanna jonesJanuary 28, 2016 at 12:37 AM
This is happy
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