Hilda Agyekum Poet Free verse

Wishful

I saw the dress hanged beautifully whiles I pass
I see it in the morning and evening and imagine how nice that would look on me
Such a beautiful dress I must admit
I look into my purse whiles I pass by the dress
Can I afford this?, I doubt and pass

I see it again on Tuesday, still beautifully exposed 
What a world this dress carries
I imagine the elegance it would bring me
I don’t think I can afford it

I pass on Thursday 
But there is a difference
Someone is wearing the dress 
It hasn’t been hanged 
It’s been worn 

I pause my steps and look at the new owner
A beautiful smile worn with the beautiful dress
‘That should be mine’; I exclaim 
But no matter how much I scream, it’s all in my head

I watch as the lady walks out with the dress
I watch how my wishful dreams are being lived, lived by someone else
I watch as my wishful dream passes me by
I look on, as my beauty leaves with the wind

How wishful!

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Beata Agustin July 4, 2024 at 1:58 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed. Hilda Agyekum September 25, 2024 at 10:12 AM Amen, thank you Beata and God bless you too!