2:30 PM

by lumos87

I watched an old lady climb the stairs today.

Viney varicose veins and swollen ankles

Stained blue tshirt-dress and sun-kissed plastic slippers.

Faded grocery bag:

Red onions and a few cans of soup.

I watched her

Gripping, leaning, labouring, shaking.

She reached the top, swung her shopping over her shoulder

Panted and laughed out loud.

I watched her

Sharing a moment, a joke, with no one except herself

I watched her


I bounded up the stairs in one breath

I stood at my door, fumbling for my keys.

Thank God she never once turned around,

She would have seen me cry.