The Scar Poem by Juan Olivarez

There is a scar, behind her breast,
That lingers after many years.
And it's still red, unlike the rest,
And still fills her eyes with tears.

A jagged scar around the heart,
Inflicted oh, so long ago.
With a knife so very sharp,
Taking from her, her youthful glow.

And though she goes on, day, by day,
Her life is empty still.
Since the day he went away,
On the warmest days, she feels the chill.

10/19/10 Alton Texas