Two

She draws Xs
in the fog above her head,
wishing they were
less than threes
instead.

Knowing
less than three equals
two.

Ed: I found this quote by Carl Rogers after I posted this.

“People are just as wonderful as sunsets if I can let them be…when I look at a sunset, I don’t find myself saying, “soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner”. I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds.”

How wonderfully apt.