bar,
with a dance floor,
a small
band
playing, someone
singing,
a woman kept staring
at me
from across the room.
a woman
much younger than me.
pretty with long legs
and bright
green eyes.
slender and wearing
a tight red dress.
i stared back and smiled.
she smiled
and then weaved her
way over
to where i sat.
she looked me and said.
i'm so sorry for staring
at you,
but you remind me
of someone,
you look just like
my father
who recently passed.
he was 85.
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