*The church by the flower market*
She was sitting on the sidewalk,
Watching as people walk by-
The old lady in the flower market.
She reminded me of my grandma.
Same wise eyes,
Gerbera daisies, grandma’s favorite.
I bought some flowers but didn’t know
What to do with them,
So I left them at the altar
In the little church by the flower market.
I think God understood.