Second-Rate Jill

Jill was always

Second best

She always came short

From all the rest

So when Jack asked her

To go up the hill that fateful day

She agreed instantly

Even though she was second best to May

She carried the pail

Just for him

As they climbed the hill

Their future grim

Jill loved Jack

Even though he loved May

But Jill promised herself

She’d not be second best someday

He held her hand

And she felt the need to say

All those things she felt inside

Only to be reminded of that damn May

She knew he liked her

Just not as much

As his hand slipped from hers

She felt empty without his touch

She watched him tumble

Down the hill

And then she went after him

Second-rate Jill