Poem #5

Today's prompt is to write a worry poem. I have to say that sometimes these prompts throw me for a loop! This one was not easy either...

He’s Here

Impatient at the corner

But now the car is stopping

A table for two was

The obvious choice.

Voices crossing wires

Without a glance behind

Seemed simple.

Picking imaginary lint

From creased trousers

Settling purple plastic

Frames more firmly

On my nose.

Did I laugh too

Loudly?

Will he call tomorrow?