a true poem of a womans life
A FINE BONNY GIRL
UNTIL SHE HEARD THESE SAD WORDS
HE HATES HER SHE SAID
AS SHE LAY UNDER THE BED
HIDING FROM WORDS
THAT HER MOTHER SAID
WHEN SHE WAS TEN
SHE PLAYED IN THE TREE
LOOKING FOR LOVE
WITH A HOPEFULL PLEA
THIRTEEN SHE BECAME
STUPID AND INANE
ONLY PLAYING WITH BOYS
WAS SHE INSANE
FIFTEEN WAS THE DAY
THAT PLAYED ON HER MIND
OH WHY OH WHY IS EVERYONE UNKIND
THEN A MAN CAME A STALKING
BUT DID THE LOVE COME A WALKING
OH NO HE HATED HER SO
THEN NEXT SHE WAS UNHAPPY
SHE MUST HAVE BEEN BLIND
NO WHERE COULD SHE GO
TO HEAR I LOVE YOU SO
BRUTAL AND WICKED
HER LIFE NOW BECAME
DRINKING AND DRUGS
THEY SAID SHE IS TO BLAME
PRISON OH DEAR
HOW SAD SHE IS NOW
THEN SUDDENLY SHE HEARS
HER NAME OH SO SLOW
MY DARLING MYLOVE
YOUR DIFFERENT YOU KNOW
TO HEAR MY NAME WAS SUCH A BLOW
OF COURSE IM DIFFERENT
AS I GOT OUT OF JAIL
I THINK IM GOING TO LIVE
TO TELL MY TALE
A LONG TIME HAS GONE BY
IF ONLY ID KNOWN
HOW QUICKLY MYLIFE
HAS FLOWN AND FLOWN
IV MET A GOOD WOMAN
I LOVE HER SO MUCH
BUT MY PAST MAY COME BACK
AND DESTROY ALL MY TRUST
SHALL I TELL MY LOVE
ALL THATI HAVE DONE
WILL THIS SPOIL MY HEART
THAT WAS SOARING LIKE A DOVE
SHE ANSWERS MY LOVE
YOUR HEART IS MINE
DON'T TELL ME A LOT AND WE WILL BE FINE
YOUR SECRETS ARE YOURS
AND I LOVE YOU SO
WHATEVER YOU HAVE DONE
NO ONE WILL KNOW
SO NEVER DESPAIR
AND TRUST IN YOUR LOVE
YOUR TIME IS PRECIOUS
AND SO IS GOD ABOVE.
lynne ireland.editor
Poetry by lynne cannon
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Written on 2006-12-01 at 21:50
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it hurts her so
SHE WAS BUT A CHILDA FINE BONNY GIRL
UNTIL SHE HEARD THESE SAD WORDS
HE HATES HER SHE SAID
AS SHE LAY UNDER THE BED
HIDING FROM WORDS
THAT HER MOTHER SAID
WHEN SHE WAS TEN
SHE PLAYED IN THE TREE
LOOKING FOR LOVE
WITH A HOPEFULL PLEA
THIRTEEN SHE BECAME
STUPID AND INANE
ONLY PLAYING WITH BOYS
WAS SHE INSANE
FIFTEEN WAS THE DAY
THAT PLAYED ON HER MIND
OH WHY OH WHY IS EVERYONE UNKIND
THEN A MAN CAME A STALKING
BUT DID THE LOVE COME A WALKING
OH NO HE HATED HER SO
THEN NEXT SHE WAS UNHAPPY
SHE MUST HAVE BEEN BLIND
NO WHERE COULD SHE GO
TO HEAR I LOVE YOU SO
BRUTAL AND WICKED
HER LIFE NOW BECAME
DRINKING AND DRUGS
THEY SAID SHE IS TO BLAME
PRISON OH DEAR
HOW SAD SHE IS NOW
THEN SUDDENLY SHE HEARS
HER NAME OH SO SLOW
MY DARLING MYLOVE
YOUR DIFFERENT YOU KNOW
TO HEAR MY NAME WAS SUCH A BLOW
OF COURSE IM DIFFERENT
AS I GOT OUT OF JAIL
I THINK IM GOING TO LIVE
TO TELL MY TALE
A LONG TIME HAS GONE BY
IF ONLY ID KNOWN
HOW QUICKLY MYLIFE
HAS FLOWN AND FLOWN
IV MET A GOOD WOMAN
I LOVE HER SO MUCH
BUT MY PAST MAY COME BACK
AND DESTROY ALL MY TRUST
SHALL I TELL MY LOVE
ALL THATI HAVE DONE
WILL THIS SPOIL MY HEART
THAT WAS SOARING LIKE A DOVE
SHE ANSWERS MY LOVE
YOUR HEART IS MINE
DON'T TELL ME A LOT AND WE WILL BE FINE
YOUR SECRETS ARE YOURS
AND I LOVE YOU SO
WHATEVER YOU HAVE DONE
NO ONE WILL KNOW
SO NEVER DESPAIR
AND TRUST IN YOUR LOVE
YOUR TIME IS PRECIOUS
AND SO IS GOD ABOVE.
lynne ireland.editor
Poetry by lynne cannon
Read 640 times
Written on 2006-12-01 at 21:50
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