A poem for Ms. Hayes
Sitting in the coffeeshop
Waiting for prince charming to show
Music channels in
That Song
I remembered how I loved it
and wished to be close to you
How I was jealous of you dancing
with Gladys to the kool tunes
Soothing the soul away
My soul wasn’t soothed
Every time I heard it I was
dismayed with the memory
of the loss I felt with you
holding another
I hoped for the day when the memory
would fade
The memory not have a hold on me
the hurt I wished to be released from
Time passed
I felt free
But that Stupid Song made me
cry today
It wasn’t prince charming’s song
But another lover’s
Prince Charming kept me waiting
