Ms Maybe

Can't ask a man, a woman, or anyone... to change who they are overnight. But for you, if you did, I'd try. Leaves turn to green, as if by some magic spell do they know why... Crickets trumpeting the cicadas return Ol man sun hangs higher in the sky. Stood holding my cap a long time waiting the judges to make up their mind. though just knew nothing good would come of it still I pressed.., as you guessed, needing to know what fate and jury had in store, waited patiently all three... Ms. Yes, Ms. No, Ms. Maybe. Is it odd that I find that strange(?)