Could It Be? Poem by Christina Byrd

Could It Be?



Anticipation forms
Butterflies perform
I can barley breathe
The excitement seethes
This chance meeting
Makes my heart keep beating.
I question my worth
but I am who I am from birth.
No one can stop the train
nor keep restrain.
I will be my best
For the ultimate test.
will it be love? No one can say.
but this memory will never fray.

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Christina Byrd

Christina Byrd

Detroit, Michigan
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