(written July 2022)

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A passerby on the street of life, no one knows her name.

They only see the fake smile painted on her face.

Some stop along the way and pass the time.

Only a few ask if she’s ok,

so accustomed to seeing her well-groomed as she walks out the door.

Most are under the misapprehension that she is confident and self-assured.

Like an actress in the lead role, she plays her part well.

A passerby to you and me, but she has a story to tell.

Everyone you meet is a book waiting to unfurl.

All anyone wants is for someone to listen to their story without judgement or rebuke.

Most people are more interesting than they look, even if not appealing to the eye.

So remember that the next time you see a passerby.

Copyright © 2023 Maggie Watson

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Published by In the Shadow of my Pen

Indie Poet and Author✍️ of four collections of poetry. Chronic Fatigue Warrior💪 Volunteer, Solo Traveller✈️ and Yogi🙏. Spilling ink from my heart and soul. My writing is real and raw, so if you are looking for a fairy tale you are on the wrong site!

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