Debbie Middaugh Poet Rhyme

He Never

I recently,
 lost my wife,
         She ran away,
 and it changed my life.

             I can doctor the wound,
 cannot conceal the scar,
          No matter what I do,
 I'm just under par.

           She is with,
 a good friend of mine,
          He never complains,
 cries or whines.

           I was tossed,
 like a piece of trash,
          They were slithering,
 like snakes in the grass.

           Neither one gave any thought,
 what happens to me,
           They can't see,
 the things I see.

           These emotions 
 turn into a fiery rage,
            I see RED,
 and I want to engage.

            I want them,
 to feel my pain,
           Thier in love,
 building castles in Spain,
            He never cries,
 whines or complains....

      Turbo1904

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