She Who Waits
I watch her in the early evening, slowly make her way down the driveway, to see if the trash can on the curb is empty.
She waits all day for the trash service to come by.
She waits all day for her daughter to arrive back home.
She waits for her son-in-law to take down the Christmas lights.
She waits for everyone and everything.
What else is there for he…
