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Girl Behind the Counter
A lobby full of patients while a young girl chores
Inside an ancient beige counter and glass walls
Movements are all programmed like a robot
Another typical dreadful day grinding at work
Tap, tap, tap echoes through the opaque glass
Annoyed, she spins around and sees a little one
Who has to stand on his toes to see over the edge
Quite a young boy, perhaps in the first grade
They stare at each other until she becomes irritated
Silence is interrupted when she asks, "Yes?"
He squels, "Hello, may I have a piece of paper?"
With a raised eyebrow she hands him his request
This does not stop the child from asking again,
"Well I'll need something to write with, got anything?"
She releases a loud sigh and fetches a pen from the cup
And places it in the small hands of this demanding childs
Still the boy stands there with an unsatisfied face
"This pen is black but, can I also have a red pen?"
An artificial smile appears while she fishes him a red pen
Once satisfied she turns from him to continue her work
And just as she falls back into her mindless groove
Another acute tap, tap, tap, is heard from behind
Frustrated, she swings around but no one is there
No rug rat, just two pens and a paper on the ledge
Enraged she collects the items and to her surprise
Is the drawing of a smiling girl with a big red heart
The words, "Please smile more, you're pretty"
She pauses, exhales and displays an honest grin
hahha, that's a funny poem. I liked it, more people definately need to smile more. Thanks for commenting on one of my poems, and you should write more.. seems like you have all kinds of different stuff to write about. :]