I wave when I see her
she caught my attention
a few years ago now
walking somewhere
to the shops maybe
then back again
shiny silver trainers
snowy white hair
determined step
she looked like my mum
drawn to her
I waved as if I knew her
she smiled
waved back
as if she knew me
years later
we repeat the ritual
usually me in my car
her walking
always walking somewhere
I grin
wave my usual wave
she sees me
as if expecting to see me
peers in
waves back
smiles her usual
gleaming smile
old friends
who have never spoken
I call her the shiny shoe lady
I wonder what she calls me