A spinster-to-be
Yes, that is me
No one to call
No one at all
No one to catch
When I fall.
A spinster-to-be
can already see
what lies there in store
for her – more and more
evenings alone,
nights galore.
But a spinster-to-be –
someone like me –
could never care
would never dare
to consider it
other than fair.
