Moms with their dogs,

preschoolers with their treasures,

Babies sleeping,

Grandmas patiently waiting…

No conversation.

Competition everywhere:

Muted, loud, ongoing…

I forfeit the race.

No real interest:

Apples and oranges.

Wise people don’t bother;

It’s all behind them,

probably thankful their daughters don’t have to enlist.

This is good.

This is fine.

Everything will be fine.