She
She wrote poetry that burned its way inside
And made men need to know her better
and
Some did
For them she should have been
Life's greatest of sweet triumphs
Had they the wit to know
While for we who barely breathed her breath
She will always be
Life's sweetest of regrets
Copyright © Red Omara | Year Posted 2017
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