Frankly, My Dear

Frankly, My Dear Oh, yes the saga of scarlet O’Hara She was a spoiled little twit She never had a lick of sense No not even a little bit She let all her raw emotions Rule her every day No matter the cost of it She would have her way. Finally she married Rhett Butler A carpet bagger they said But she used him all up All his love for her gone and dead. But in the end she loved him But would deal with it all tomorrow He had all he could stand from her Later she would deal with the sorrow. Love doesn’t conquer all A lesson here well taught Too much pain and sorrow Is what their feelings brought He had loved her through everything But finally just threw up his hands As he walked into the mist he just said “Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn. Connie Moore 8/6/13 written for contest