Unwelcome Intrusion

A poem about Sally Anne Parsons

Photo by Markus Winkler on Unsplash

You had to wait while I chatting
you have no awareness of yourself

Acted like we were long-lost friends
but you stabbed me and lied too

I accepted your failure, the price was high
I am conciliated but not reconciled

Your painted face just the same, a mask
so few see the real you, my daughter was first

Don’t try to speak with me again if you see me
I will depart your presence because you broke a trust

Don’t cross my path, I’ll turn away
there’s nothing left for us to say

Published in The Lark