FOR ALLIE, WHO MAY SOMEDAY EXIST
Those days of gloom
left the room
when Allie reappeared
and warmth ever neared
the lack of something dearly missed
the brighter edges of life seldom kissed
until she blurted
"you never flirted
with me, no way
that is not until today."
Now joy exist
weeds no long desist
the harrowing pain of isolation
she gives now constant exaltation.