It Came To Pass
My first loves name was Connie
I'll confess that finally today
At first I didn't know it
until Beverly put us that way
Connie was mean and nasty
and to that I paid attention
I don't think I liked her at first
bur Beverly changed my oppinion
I was friends with her mother
who had a little house on Grey
It was there that I spent
most of my days
Never mind suspisions
it caught Beverlys gaze
I've never been fast at picking up
when girls would fall for me
I never thought that she had fell
But began to think like Beverly
From there love became
the biggest secret of mine
I'd never tell anyone
just kept it all inside
Being in love was lonely
Yet rejection I couldn't abide
The fuel for that burning fire
Low self esteem and pride
It's funny that at this moment
it tears me up inside
After 40 years of hideing
I'd finally comprimise
Once I knew a widow
who wasn't a widow long
I was stunned by knowing her
and thought that she was wrong
Love is an immortal thing
because of her I learned
I won't say I miss her
she's been gone for so long
but I'd still take
the last of our years
with old age, canes and pensions
Copyright © The Situation | Year Posted 2023
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