Little Girl Blue

Little Girl Blue
is her name,
Her poster hangs
under the distinguished
Sam Cooke,
In an office,
where
She managed to get a second
look,
and listen,

She felt the dusty hot wind blow
against her skin,
From the first moment
she was ushered into
the Office
She was from the South
and the tempo and the feel of it,
was real to her,
So this office,
with its Ghostly Gallery
of Family Photos,
Big, thick Bibles,
and Cotton boughs,
just reminded her
of Aunt Pearl's
quiet house,
with the Family names
inscribed in the Good Book,
The cemetary everyone visited,
after church
after Sunday Dinner
each week
Nothing went unoticed by Litle Girl Blue,
The entrance fee was high,
but the record was good,
and it demanded a chance to fly,
so, she paid the price
like her Lord,
and waited to see if His Will
would be done
For she knew His ways
were Mysterious