Wrinkles and Smiles

Say hello to a stranger. It’ll be good for you.

Produce Aisle

The old woman
in olive slippers
shuffled

past the onions,
sniffed a cantaloupe,
gauging its heft

in her hand’s
soft flesh.
The wrinkles

carved
about her lips
darkened

when she smiled
as I said
hello.

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Middle Seat.”

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5 thoughts on “Wrinkles and Smiles

  1. I think I’ve found another favorite! I’m kind of partial to seniors. That’s why I’m part of our care ministry at church and visit four ladies a couple times a month (the oldest is going to be 103 in September!).

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  2. Reblogged this on Impromptu Promptlings and commented:
    I am a professed poetry nut! And I keep reblogging S. Thomas Summers’ poems. I can’t help it! This particular one hit so close to home for me because of the senior gals I visit. Thank you, Scott, for being so observant and insightful.

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