Noreen Part II — Summary

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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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Cecile is a girl who walks everywhere, lost in her own world, whistling and gazing at the glittering lights above her. The poem follows her through the run-up to the holidays, when bakeries smell of ginger and everything seems to shine. In the middle of all this, she notices a woman sitting still and staring, someone she has passed many times without really seeing.

Once Cecile notices her, she can't stop wondering. The short, repeated questions ("Who was she? Why was she there?") capture her growing curiosity. The poem also shows Noreen's side, as she watches the girl in blue skip past and wonders about her too. Both are noticing each other from a distance. Finally Cecile buys a hot cross bun and leaves it beside the woman, with a small, slightly awkward note about crosswords. The mood is gentle and warm, a little lonely at first, then hopeful. The last line says it simply: someone did notice her.

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