You sit on a cold
bench waiting for a bus
you might have already
missed
But you smile anyway and
when a train comes instead
you watch
with sparkling eyes
all the people who get off
Nobody ever said life
was fair
but it would have been kind to mention how very
cruel
it is
and your eyes positively glitter
when they pretend to not
notice you
Still their gazes slant sideways
as the trolley comes
and you have no pennies
to ride