The woman waits
Outside the window
She checks her watch
With some purpose
She does this again
A couple times more
Her friend arrives
She runs towards him
They are all smiles
They hug, and then
Turn to enter into
Into the coffee shop
A middle-aged couple
In matching black
Arms already linked
Come along the pavement
A few moments later
He opens the door
The lady opposite
Reads her book quietly
The family, to the side
Talk of all manner of things
But mostly they fall back
To motor cars and F1 racing
