The sun was burning
Through the morning mist
I was happy
The air was crisp
Then…
I saw you crying at the bus stop
I didn’t know your name
I didn’t know your reason
Was it sadness
Was it shame
Mourning the loss of a loved one
Maybe you’d just been diagnosed
The sadness flowed
Down your cheeks
Snot running from your nose
I wanted to stop
Ask if you were okay…
But I was late for work.
