she waits silently
with her hands crossed in front of her
like some saint
wings folding in
as she sighs

and I’m here
giving her reason to think otherwise

she might laugh
waiting on the punchline of a joke
but thats only ever
to be polite
where moments later
she will take her leave
spreading her arms
to welcome me home

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