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The old lady stood in line

Her age at least seventy nine

There she stood in front of me

On line to win a million

Don’t you see

I was last in line

So there we stood

 She in front of me

This would take awhile

She placed her bets carefully

Being sure the cashier understood

I’ve seen it before

Some green dollar bills

Clutch in aging hands

She was there to win

Even thought she was

 Near the end

Of more than just this line

Who would take her money

 If she’s not here next time

And I with clutch hands

Slowly moving forward

When she was done

Hope springs eternal

Even in the winter sun

In back of me now

A younger man

And the line keeps moving

Like windblown sand

Scattering alike

Hopes and dreams and old clutched hands

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Dan Sanders (34 Posts)

I made it through college, started at Pace in New York, family seemed to think I needed a business degree. I didn't last long, two double periods of accounting a week and I was off to N.Y. U. To make a long story short ( too late for that) I graduated from UCLA and actually, my biggest kick out of that is just saying, especially here on the east coast UCLA, but I could care less, been in Boston since 1975, though I was coming for a year or so. A very good friend at the time, she said to me "Dan you'll never leave Boston" so dear Florida “Sun Spot Baby" you're down there, been in and out of radio, TV, acting and that's me in a nut shell.


  1. Cher Duncombe

    Dan, this is simply beautiful. There is a depth here and a sadness that leaves a remarkable imprint. I loved the script on the photo, as well. It lends even more beauty between the lines and phrases. Wow!

    • Dan Sanders (Author)

      How could I ever feel low self esteem with friends like you. I wasn’t sure the words over the photo made it difficult to read so I did both. I’ve never tried putting words over a picture before. But you sure made me feel good about the entire effort. Thank You !

  2. Dan, your poem brought a clear vision into my mind. I felt I was watching the queue. I wondered about just a scene as you presented. Thank you..

    • Dan Sanders (Author)

      What a wonderful compliment. Could any writer be told anything better than that they had created a clear vision in someones mind.

  3. I could see her, too, with her crumpled dollar bills and her unquenchable hopes and dreams. I hope she won something!

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