The Girl in the Corner

The girl in the corner

Is a patient, quiet cat

Observing

But never joining.

The girl in the corner

Is waiting for someone to notice her

To smile in the way that will light the world

And to approach carefully

To say hello.

The girl in the corner

Sits and waits

For years and years

Watching

But no one sees her.

The girl in the corner

Has so much to share

So much to say

That could affect so many lives

If only a person

Would take the time

To hear her.

The girl in the corner

Makes eye contact

With a girl in the party

They stare for a moment

Silence in the deafening noise

And the girl in the corner

Has been noticed

Until the party girl

Looks away.

The girl in the corner

Is sad

But will show no one

And again begin waiting

To be seen

By someone new.

The girl in the corner

Gets old

As the years go by

And blossom into decades

And wilt to a century

Yet still the woman waits.

The girl in the corner

Can barely speak

Can barely move

And still she waits

For someone to come

And hear what she has to say

Before the flower dies.

But the frost comes

And the petals fall.

The girl in the corner

Still remains

In a spirit of quiet and peace

Silence was all she knew

And all she shall ever come to know.

But she will wait, always

For a soul of kindness to see

And come to her

And have their life changed.

Go

Go to the girl who sits alone

And silent

For she is the one

With the most to give

If only we ask for her gift.

The girl in the corner.