There was a time when I loved him
at least I thought it so
living life without care or whim
and only up to go
Then something happened along the way
hard to say just when
wasn’t one thing, one year or one day
just “wasn’t’” after then
So many times life passes us by
wanting the love we need
realizing too late to cry
forgiving those who do misdeed
And so it goes in life, it seems
to wonder and contemplate
to find a love true in itself deems
so very worth the wait…
Lynn West
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