November (1999) Poem by Lillian B. Rose

Do you remember
That cold day in November
When you looked at me, I looked at you
And that was when I knew

You'de be the next one
who reached my heart
Toying with affections
Like a cold, steel dart

Your kindness touched a chord in me
the cruelties I couldn't see
For they were hidden with-in the air
Behind the kindness of your stare

Now's the time for better things
Lollipops and tamberines
Joy and praise and clapping hands
Helping me so I can stand