Victoria Anderson-Throop Poet Narrative

The Fresh Start

THE FRESH START

She knew it wasn’t love
She knew it all along
But what her head told her
Her body did all wrong

And when he strayed with one
And when he strayed again
She vowed that she was through
She’d stay away from men

She went out for a drink
She did have three or four
And when she had another
He steered her through the door

This new guy was a gem
He treated her like gold 
The jerk was in the past
Her story now is told

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Jack Horne November 12, 2012 at 2:25 PM love this witty write with a happy ending : )

Jon A Cavanaugh November 12, 2012 at 3:03 AM I love this poem. Very fun.

Elizabeth O'Driscoll November 11, 2012 at 6:05 PM this made me smile and I'm not even sure why, I think it was the jerk part, there are plenty of them around, I love your wonderful write Victoria, love elizabeth