A bereaved-turned lover

 In my favorite

Big and busy café

Attired in full black

A new cashier girl

When it comes

To beauty

And elegance

Infinitesimal piece

That doesn’t lack

Smote by grief

Stuck out from

The waitresses’ pack.

Overwhelmed by

A strangely

Overriding attraction

I started from afar

To express to her

A covert affection

Soon to develop

Romantic tension.

Sensing my crush on her

Slowly began she

To reciprocate

Expectant of a request

For a date.

Trying to fan

Love’s ember

I acquired her

Phone number

“I share your grief

I wish to do anything

That could lend you

A relief!”

“My sorrow is deep

I never forget

My deceased husband

Whenever I sit

Also nightlong

I weep.”

“If you are

In a position

 About the cause

Of death

To speak

Why

The angel of death

Opted quick

Him to pick?”

“It was a tragic accident

Eager, while crossing

The road

Seeing me from afar

He was hit

And knocked down

By a reckless car.

By the tragic event

Not only was I

Striped off

My love star

On par a polestar

I also suffered

Mental trauma

My life that could mar.

Shunned by

His parents

A bad luck

Subject to a financial lack

On my poor parents

I have to fall back.”

“Is that why

You started this job

In black robe?”

“Besides working as

A bee juggling

Two jobs

I have to cover up

College

Distance education fee

While discussing we two

Further education status

He talked me into.”

“I must admit

 With love

You have

Swept me

Off my feet

To turn your life sweet

Offer opportunities

To me a bit”

“From my first marriage

I came out

Without a child

How do you react

To a similar situation

If me you find?”

“For that reason

Our affection

We can’t abort

To adoption

We can resort.

As an aside

How come you decide

The problem

Was on your side?”

“Yes after medical exam

On adoption

We can decide.”

 BY ALEM HAILU G/KRISTOS

THE ETHIOPIAN HERALD SATURDAY 25 NOVEMBER 2023

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