Mere Putty After He Smiles
Fate has me in her grasp
I do not want to care about him
But I cannot let go
I am on a train to nowhere
And yet just a tiny smile
And there is a glimmer of hope
That he is the one
That this is my destiny
Just one tiny smile
I am so easy
Tossed and turned
by fate, traveling fast to a destiny
unplanned by me
You have to help me.
You have to guide me.
You have to be in charge.
I am mere putty after he smiles.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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