Noreen Part II

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Cecile walked Everywhere, everyday. Absorbed in her own world. She walks.

As usual, Cecile was walking On her way to school She gazed at the swirling silvers and golds overhead. She walks Whistling to her own tune.

What was she thinking of?

As days passed Holidays growing closer Bakeries baking ginger treats The festive scents filling the air The lights glimmered Twinkled As Cecile passed them by.

Her eyes caught sight of a woman. Sitting, At peace, She just sat and stared Cecile never noticed her before.

Yet now she could not take her eyes off of her.

Who was she? Who did she watch? Why was she there?

Who was this girl? Dressed in all shades of blue. Skipping by dear old Noreen. Where was she going? Pondered Noreen as she sat and stared.

As the days passed The woman sat And Cecile stomped. She thought. And thought.

Why was she there?

One day, someday, Cecile went into that bakery She came out with nothing but a Hot Cross Bun. She walked, Skipped Over to a bench. She placed the bun next to Her.

"I know it is not the season, But I saw you liked crosswords so I bought you a hot cross bun"

Someone did notice her.

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As usual, Cecile was
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