Sunday is for Poetry: MARIA

Maria and I on high school graduation night, June 1969.

 

Jealousy is a silent, secret wish

 

To change what I am not

 

To what I never will be.

Long gone is my curly, black hair

 

And dark brown eyes

 

That could not see

 

My wish to be,

 

Maria.

Maria's 1981

 

 

**petra michelle**