Long long ago

When I was young

Naive

Judgemental....oh yes

Very judgemental 

There was this lady 

Sitting alone at a table

At a pub

 I sat and watched.....demure,  surrounded by family

She sat there

Alone

Lost in thought

A glass of whisky in hand and in a cloud of smoke

.....so i judged...

Mused...

Felt sorry for her alone ness....

Laughed and giggled when she called for the bill and staggered out.

Today

Years later.....many many years later

I sit alone

Lost in thought

Enjoying my drink, in a cloud of smoke

Happy....at peace

I think of her

This old lady

Maybe she was happy too

Just as I am now

Alone yes

But happy... laughing...

At peace with the world

With her self

With myself....