THE VISIT DID NOT HAPPEN

In January~

I danced in my purple gown~
You were flying in~

I took leaps with graceful bounds! ~

Yet the visit didn’t happen~

I was left saddened~

Falling to the hard cold ground.

In February~

I paraded around in green~

You said you would be here~

You again promised me. ~

Yet the visit didn’t happen~

Again I was left saddened~

Diminishing to my knees.

In March~

I sailed with flowing orange and pinks~

I knew you would come this time~

I just new we were in sync! ~

Yet the visit didn’t happen~

Again I was left saddened~

Sinking in my tears~

My whole being grasping!

In April~

Brilliant yellow I did promenade~

Hardly a word was uttered from your mouth~

Your calls were forced and to me hard. ~

Still no visit did happen~

Again I was left saddened~

I declined into a deep depression.

In May~

With a floral print I stood erect~

Again no letters came about~

As the mail man left I folded into my secure bed. ~

And still no visit happened~

Again I was left saddened~

Even lifting my head I would dread.

In June~

I felt empowered with multicolored circles at my best~

Again no flowers did arrive~

I felt such gloom I did not know how to longer survive. ~

And yet again the visit didn’t happen~

Again I was left saddened~

Again I was hugely laden.

In July~

Satin multihued suit made me keep~

Practicing happy thoughts~

Again no card did I receive~

After the mail man left I felt a battle I had lost. ~

And still the visit didn’t happen~

Again I was left saddened~

Some of my love for you~

Gone now and lacking.

In August~

Purple poke-a-dots served me well~

The diamond promised date went by~

As you still from a distance professed your love. ~

Still the visit didn’t happen~

Again I was left saddened~

My confidence was than seriously shaken!

In September~

Plum was the color I took to the test~

Yet still I had faith to wait~

I believed you were trying your best. ~

Yet the visit didn’t happen~

Again I was left saddened~

I questioned your devotion faltering~

You a hard core battening.

In October~

In the winners circle I forced a smile~

Again you did not show~

I barely remember what you look like~

As it has been such a long while a go. ~

Still the visit hasn’t happened~

Again I am still saddened~

To me you failed at your dedication~

Your words fall short of their fastening.

In November~

I stood there dumbfounded in a fitted patterned dress~

You said it too cold for you to come~

For that day again we had not again met. ~

So the visit didn’t happen~

Again I was left saddened~

Again my trust was upset my needs a wanting.

In December~

Every color of the sky I wore to feel free~

I am left broken hearted you see~

All your empty promises never came to be. ~

Not at all did the visit happen~

Forever I am left saddened~

In a dazed state I move on~

Still unsure I hesitate some.

By

Lisa J. Warner

AKA

Lisa Luv

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