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Green
December 10, 2018
My eyes turn to green when he looks at her
With the love and the care that make my eyes blur
“I trust her, I do” I repeat to myself
But it’s hard to do that when he likes her as well
I cower in the corner, no trace of existence
As he walks over, and I watch from a distance
In her heart she holds a promise for me
But now it looks like it might be for thee
I can’t make a scene
For it would be ludicrous
Because my dad holds the key
To that church up the stream
I’m lost in my head
As of what to do
So, I watch as he asks her
To be only his.
© Keenan C., Kannapolis, NC
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