At the Cafe

I saw a husband waiting for his wife and child this afternoon.
How sinister he looked at first, with his lone coffee, sitting there alone with his greasy hair.
A total transformation once she arrived with the baby carriage.
How his face lit up at the sight of them.
Now he looks like a teddy bear staring at his most precious jewel,
completely harmless,
satisfied,
docile,
content.