Entranced

Entranced

A child in a café,
queuing in front of me,
absolutely entranced.

“Don’t stare at the man.”
The harassed Mum,
looking embarrassed.

Maybe she’d never seen a beard,
or I reminded her of someone.
But she was mesmerised.

I sat with my back to them,
but could still feel the stare,
burning into my jacket.

If she’d been a young teen
it would have been uncomfortable.

Gyppo

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I would consider ending here, Gyppo.

Also I’d replace ‘she’d’ with ‘the kid had’ so the reader immediately knows you aren’t talking about the mum.

Another enjoyable read Gyppo. You have an awareness of interactions. Here ‘people watching’ without being obvious…a sixth sense. A contrast to the woman …and the child!

Phil