June.

June

Yesterday, I saw June,

Waltz by in dazzling shades of blue,

I almost thought she looked nice,

That was a while before I saw her eyes,

Sad, forlorn,

Withdrawn and lost,

And her puckered lips,

Did little to give her face a lift,

My heart sunk,

What went wrong?

In that moment, I discovered one truth,

She may never be the same without you.

**

© The Short Black Girl, 2015.

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