You Used To Be My Idol
Someone asked me about you the other day,
"In the cemetery over there is where he lay."
"A shame" she said, with such dismay,
"he's still the idol of the town today."
He had been my idol once too,
until I found out what he did to you,
that's when we left and no one knew,
they only heard stories that were not true.
I nodded at the lady and smiled back at her,
his memories overwhelmed me, things became a blur,
I hurriedly walked away from her.
You used to be my idol, your betrayal was too great,
My forgiveness too late....
Copyright © Christine Vancooney | Year Posted 2006
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