I wrote this poem after talking to a lady who had been played, I call it"Sympathy for the Player"I once had myself the most wondrous fantasyno it was not real but it seemed so real to meI dared to dream that you were in love with mebut now what a fool I am is plain for all to see I gave you all I had, it was not enough thoughyou used me for a while and then let me golooking back now I can easily see it was so but living in that fantasy, how was I to know?I know that I will find the right lady for meand loving each other, how blessed we will beBut you will spend you life always on the gonever finding the one that you could love soA pity that you will never know the gift of loveor realize that it can be a gift from up aboveThat in the end all you have you surely will losebut it is the kind of life that you did choose
Your poem of the day. I wanted to write something a little upbeat to start the weekend with.I was mesmerized the first time that I saw youwords failed me then I will admit that it is truebut you were sweet and made me more at easeand I found we fit together pretty as will pleaseAs time passed the feeling grew ever strongeruntil I found that I could not deny it anymoreI had to overcome my fears and say it to youthose three little life changing words"I love you"We have had more time and still love growsmy loving feeling for you constantly showsI will not promise you that there will be strifefor it will always be a part of everyone's lifeI can promise that as you face the unknownthat you will never have to face it all alone.
The poem of the day:What is this sorrow that besets me, what is it's source?Is there some way to rid, some way to stray it's course?How did it come to grip my heart and for what reason,is it a momentary thing or shall it outlast the season?Is it that we not together, in fact we are so far apart?Could that be the cause for sorrow here in my heart?When you are here with me my heart fills with glee,is this now the price I pay for giving my love to thee?Then let it weigh heavy as it will upon my weary mind;for me, happily willing to pay the price it will surely find.For it is truly a very small price that I shall have to payto know that in the end with you I shall always stay.
I wrote this poem remembering Nam and thinking about Iraq.Mourn not for me this task that I set myself to doIt is just an expression of the love I have for youI take my self into battle and know that I may diewhen I am gone I heartedly beg you do not cryIt is I who volunteered to give my life as a Marineso that you could live your life as you have beenI will die with honor, the same way that I did liveBut it is not for honor that my one life I shall giveIt is a duty of the heart for those that I love soyou my fellow countrymen are why I freely go.So do not shed a tear for me when I am deadbut pay due respect to those left in my stead.
Here is your poem of the day, dear lady.Upon some subjects I have been known to wonder,but there is one that I so often find that I do ponder.I wonder when and why disposable we all became,to many now just a number without your name?We are now Human Resources instead of Personneland there are other things that the story does tell.People now call all the others they know a friend,but know that they will not be there until the end.Wierd terms like"Starter Marriage" now do existadmitting before that their love will never persist.Whatever happen to having a love for all your lifeand understanding forever as husband and wife?It makes sense there are so many broken-heartedknowing nobody will miss you when you're departed,for if disposable is the way that others you do seesurely the condemning term must also apply to thee!
Here is the poem of the day day dear lady. I wrote it after talking to a lady who did not understand that her true lies within.To some you are not the fairest to ever walk this landI know to some your looks seem a bit dull or blandfor some prefer models like in all those magazinesothers some famous actress playing out her scenesWell they are more than welcome to have their fantasybut none of them could compare to my joyous reality of having a lovely angel like you here to share my lifereality becomes fantasy when you become my wife.So let the dreamers dream and have their fantasyand I will live mine out as long as you are with meand when time here has passed for you and me,we will then still have each other for all of eternity.
The poem of the day, dear lady.I often just sit and wonder"what do you see in me?"how could even a friendship with such an angel be?What is it that you seem to sense that others do feel?It overwhelms to the point that i wonder if you're real.Will I awaken in the morning to find myself all alone,crying my heart out over where and why you've gone?Or has fate finally smile on me for being a good manand sent to me an angel that will love and understan'?I guess the future will show what happens and how,I am going to relish life and love in the here and now.All say that you are an angel standing here with mebut when I look in the mirror I wonder what you see.
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