I Deserve These, Right?

Yes, my Love, You Do

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Her hand grazed the purple ones

Uncertainty twisted up her face.

I stood there watching, my bag on the ground between my feet,

as I waited for my friend.

Will she get them? I wondered.

Then she looked right at me -

A total stranger standing there,

And she asked, I deserve these, right?

I don’t know you.

But you are Woman, and I see you

In your doubt.

Your struggle to decide if you deserve.

Somewhere deep inside you Know

Because here you are contemplating it.

What stops you? What slows you down?

Your unworthiness?

Have you not worked hard enough

For this bouquet?

My heart felt heavy.

I wanted to hug her and tell her

All the wondrous things about her

Simply because she exists.

And yet there we were in Brooklyn

On the street in a flower shop.