Never Had a Way With Words

Never had a way with words, no matter how I tried, Each time I met a girl I became tongue tied. In my mind I had it sorted, knew exactly what to say, But as I tried to speak, I knew I had lost the day. The opportunity was often there, of that there was no doubt, But the bit twix brain and lip, stopped words from coming out. Maybe if I was good looking, an athletic sort of guy, They would see me differently, I wouldn't have to try. But when I was a lad of seventeen, six foot, thin, with spec's on, The army taught me how to fight, girls, they made me numb with fright. T'was many years before I met the girl who was for me, Love at first sight, an old cliche, was very true for me. She untied my tongue, gave me a song, I was weak but she was strong, I loved her then and love her still, a union made by Gods own will. Family looked and sneers were passed, they said it wouldn't last, How wrong they were, we're together still, more than forty years have passed © Dave Timperley 2013