I saw his
Bright orange jacket
Through the train window.
He, friendly that he is
Nudges me with his elbow
In greeting.
He who offers me
Trail mix, and asks to
Borrow my book.
He who grows on me
While discussing class
And our nutty professor.
He who's name
Ends with a z
And is not very Jewish at all.
What harm can come from
Sitting and laughing
And discussing literature.
He who sits
too close to me
And holds out his hand to shake mine.
I pass by the train window
And find a different car to sit in,
One that is far away from him.
Better to be safe than sorry.
You go girl! This post made me happy.
ReplyDelete:) Lol. Didn't know anyone uses that phrase anymore. Thank you, I appreciate that. I feel like everyone has struggles, but it is hard for me to admit it. I don't like when people judge me, or try to warn me to 'be careful' out there. Not that I think I'm above it all. But, I am happy to be able to show that I do use my seichal sometimes.
DeleteI swear it was the first time I've ever used it. I absolutely loathe the expression.
ReplyDeleteWhat made me happy wasn't you revealing your struggle - it was your overcoming it.
I understood that. I'm just trying to not take too much credit for doing the right thing, being that some people are quick to point out that people shouldn't get into those situations in the first place.
Delete:) But thank you, your comment did make me smile.