A Girl With Her Book

She is sitting all alone on a park bench in the pouring rain and
Her only companion to keep her company is her soaking book.
To someone she may be an outsider, but you should understand
That she is used to being alone. The book has an ability to hook

Her in and take her away from this world into another dimension
Where she does not have to worry about life’s heaviness and tears
Are blending into the pages she is turning. She has apprehension
Like she does not believe she belongs here because all of her fears

Outweigh her hopes and aspirations. She wants someone to share
With and who will sit alongside her like an umbrella that holds her
Steady. Someone who will push aside her disheveled and curly hair,
Saying I am right here. She wants clarity and nothing that is a blur.