Walking Ghosts

You've all seen them,
  the ghosts that walk.

They pass you in the stores,
  and you give them no thought.

They seem to disappear from sight,
  when really they are not.

You've all seen them,
  walking head down, looking at their feet....or yours.

A person of no real description,
  after all, how does one describe a ghost?

The shy teenage girl or boy, not really knowing
   what it is they are wanting.

The crying woman, trying to concentrate on her needs,
   instead of what has caused the tears.

Tired father who has just finished too many hours at work,
   and needs dinner for his kids.

A frazzled young mother who wishes she was elsewhere,
   anywhere without kids for an hour.

There is hopelessness in their eyes,
   and who knows what in their hearts.

They pass you in the store,
   and you give them no thought.

Walking ghosts, those living on their own agenda,
   walking head down, looking at their feet...or yours.