I left my house too early.

No other  cars were in the drive.

My fingers turned to ice,

as my stomach churned inside.

Too early, no one’s there.

Around the block I go to think.

Meeting new people in new place,

Learning names and matching faces.

Deep breath in and blow it out,

whatever shall I do.

A car pulls up and the driver appears,

I can do this as person number two.

Three more cars before I park.

Six people with food and chairs.

I can’t, not yet,

away I go.

They wave and I’m not there.