poem: sunbeam on a rainy day

to the woman in the parked car in the grocery store parking lot:

sun glinted off the silver in your hair
i couldn't help but stare

lovely compelling
dwelling on
sunbeam showing sparkle

and I wondered if others see me too
wondering at my sparkle, my glitter, my shine

and what kind of sunbeam i would require
to see my own lovely compelling flicker of light?