My cousin the beekeeper began a social-media post with the words "I was supposed to have my honey!"
Have My Honey
I was supposed to have my honey
But she left town just yesterday
Said she was bound for greener pastures
Didn't want me gettin' in the way
Maybe she's headed for open desert
Phoenix or Tucson or Santa Fe
I was supposed to see my sunshine
But all my sunshine's turned to grey
I was supposed to love my baby
But somethin' happened that wasn't nice
We were plannin' to dance 'til midnight
But she put all those plans on ice
I gave my heart away for a song
Now I'm payin' a terrible price
I was supposed to kiss my baby
She said Buster better think twice
So long my treasure my sweetest angel
Seems like we're really through this time
I'd pinned my hopes on us two forever
Forever so often can turn on a dime
A poet in agony can't find the rhythm
A lover in tatters has lost every rhyme
Good-bye my darling my friendly stranger
I doubt there's anyone sadder than I'm
Poetry by Uncle Meridian
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Written on 2022-09-25 at 17:52
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