City Girl

 

City Girl

Coming home late at night,

Down the highway at nine-forty five,

Wishing there were more days to the weekend than two.

 

Uber driver says, “Put on your seat belt, ma’am.”

Peers down to check for traffics lights,

Wish there was a man in his place that was mine.

 

Seeing the beach in everyone’s eyes,

Brown sand and seashells, lovers and lies,

Dreaming of the day I’ll be a mother and wife.

 

Sunshine, moonlight, rivers and rain,

Black eyes still guarded, don’t want to feel more pain,

Wishing for meaning and love worth the name.