Taking A Second Look

When I saw her standing alone,
a plain Jane with little makeup,
it made me wonder what did I
see in her to make me come out


of my way to this weekend bash.
When I saw her standing alone
she didn't appear in the same
light as the last time our paths crossed.


Maybe then I wanted to see
more than what was in front of me
when I saw her standing alone.
Maybe that was me wanting for


something that just wasn't there.
Clarity trumped optimism
and I went about my business
when I saw her standing alone.