Get Low So Low
I gave my love, my heart my soul,
I gave her babes, our greatest goal;
She took my heart, my eyes, my wish,
And spat my love to circling fish
I lost my mind, my girls, my home,
She’d met a new man, pockets deep,
Now I felt like an unknown poem,
Anonymous verse, in stinking heap
But now I’m old, with stooping gait,
Soon the cosmos’ll know my fate;
But to love as I did and then be thrown?
Such sweet misery never to own.
Copyright © Peter Lewis Holmes | Year Posted 2015
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