Here I stand,

silent as the trees

on a still summer day,

watching and waiting.

I see you

glued to your phone,

rushing through your day

as if time would stop

if you took even a

moment’s pause.

Then I see you


as your child

laces her fingers

through yours,

holding on tight

while you move through the crowds.

You stoop to tie her shoe

and give her a hug

before moving on.

I see you.

-ljh  11/5/16