Darlin’

Darlin,
why did you never wear that dress?
Why did you let it hang in the closet?
I found it hanging there
after our last good-bye
your perfume still in the air.
I never saw how it hung on you
flattering a frame
others thought too slim.
I never saw it flare around your knees
as you swirled
dancing to that hometown music.
Darlin,
why did you have to leave?
Why did you have to go?
What did he give you?
What did he promise?
To make you walk away.
I thought this life
I thought this town
was good enough.
What dreams are you chasing?
What life do you want?
I am sorry I could not provide,
that I could not a fantasy fill.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

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