The Long Walk

Walking down the hall
sad
because
I never see him
anymore.
But no-
today he is there!
I duck my head-
dismay!-
I wear old gray.
Smooth my hair,
check.
Look, is he looking?
No?
Look again...
still no!
Last chance.
Please look.
Please-
gone.
He's gone.
Passed by.
And I walk on.
On to 4th block.
It is a normal day.