The Card Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr

Tamera and Kat sat near each other,
Talking like two old friends might do;
Two sisters in warm conversation,
So I listened for a moment or two...

“I wonder, since no one has called,
Has my package arrived yet? ”
“That’s sweet, how’s she doing?
It’s been years since I saw Juliette.”

“It should have been here by now,
I paid for it weeks ago! ”
“Sweetie, how is your mom doing?
Tell her hi, and that I miss her so.”

Daily, they met in this same place,
Exchanging pleasantries and being kind;
But neither knew what the other said,
For an intruder had taken their mind.

I gave them a hug and said good-bye,
With a bitter-sweet feeling in my soul;
Then teary eyed, I walked slowly away,
As toward their room I did stroll.

She didn’t even know I had come,
At her picture, I swallowed hard;
I hoped she knew how I loved her,
So, I just left her the Mother’s Day card.