Not Knowing What To Do
Not Knowing What To Do
He always has a whim.
Thinks he's always right,
Always uptight.
My man thinks I don't love him,
Says he's leaving,
I've been decieving.
I love him so,
Don't want to let go.
There's only a few years,
Lots of tears and fears.
Hopefully we are together,
Forever and ever.
Til the end of his life,
I want to be his wife.
Donna J. Gearhart
Copyright © Donna Gearhart | Year Posted 2011
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