- Yaira Ebanks

- Jul 2, 2024
- 1 min read
Updated: Apr 18
no baby, no baby, blues, blues
all day melancholy, for you
twenty years later an old video resurfaced
our young faces
twenty three years later to be exact
at long last recognized, your heart cracked
niece cradled in my arms
standing behind me tenderly, that is you
could never picture our life, in my womb
all day melancholy
all day for you, melancholy
it is all over now, no baby, no blues
