Friday, January 23, 2009

Great Things

I met this lunch lady in my school’s cafeteria
The sorta tired variety with little light
—the cafeteria, that is
I always get a wrap because I like this one lady who makes them
I don’t know her name, and every time I talk to her she asks for mine
I like that about her.

The other day she made a comment,
“I could never be doing great here, you know. But I’m okay.”
She smiled but that space between her eyebrows crinkled

I gave it some thought while I munched on my turkey wrap
She had surgery the other month and was in a lot of pain at work, standing
Withstanding for her son
So he can go to this college to study biology
Not making a name of her own
Just wrapped up in her son’s dream
All the while spilling light into this dingy cafeteria
Plopping down tomatoes and piles of ham
With smiles and stories

No, I decided
She is doing great here.

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