He sits on the park bench, remembering her.
Not long ago, she was by his side.

If you stare long enough, you can see the boy he used to be.

He smiles at me and I at him.
His, an unspoken invitation; mine, a polite offering.

I quicken my pace.

Deirdre Smith (B.A., B.Ed., M.Ed.) has dabbled in writing for as long as she can remember. She has recently started back to work as a teacher and Guidance Counsellor after a decade of being a stay-at-home mom to her three young children. She resides in St. John’s, Newfoundland.