•Black and white dotted cotton•
•Soft lines and flowing•
•So stylish I said this polka dot dress•
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•••••••••••
Twirlin­g-will they notice me in it
Will they see how pretty I feel
It’s new to me, I feel so real
•••••••••••
Too young just yet
For attentions like that
Slow down late bloomer, not too fast
•••••••••••
I could still hope for stares
And wish for admirers
Would anyone care for braided hair
•••••••••••
Years later my true love says
I remember seeing you when we were younger
You stood out among the rest
••••••••••••
Really?
You saw me?
You remember that?
What did you see?
Tell me!
••••••••••••
A Long french braid
Hoop earrings and•••
You
had
on
a
polka
dot
dress
•
•
•

You bloom so bright for me
in each & every season

be it the intense heat in summer
or the frosted chill of winter

then there are days when
you are the only thing that shines

you're a strength
I greatly need & admire

you're an endurance
so priceless, so vast

I long each day
to nourish you in return

love is a gift
& you're the kindest one
imaginable to me

together we are firmly rooted
& so we shall remain
for all time to come

Almost no vehicles on the road
instead, there're long queues of people
filling the sidewalks...more batteries needed
for thermal guns to check temperatures 🤒
before they are allowed to pass through...
perhaps, first times are really unpredictable

people are in panic...buying more than what
they need...ignoring the needs of their fellow
human beings...perhaps, crises make people
selfish, greedy...we are being indifferent 😑

it's like, the virus comes from a chimney
exploding its black, infectious smoke
throughout its immediate surroundings,  
and far, far beyond borders

perhaps...nature is trying to call our attention
perhaps...we don't care, the world is crying, "help!"
perhaps...God is speaking...we just refuse to hear...


Sally

©Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
March 18, 2020