The Sirens of Love
When I was a young girl I wanted to find true love, and I thought I knew
what love was.
But soon I would figure out what true love wasn't.
It wasn't the time he took my dog
to the pound and lied telling them he found him roaming on his property, just so he could
get rid of him.
It wasn't the time his jealousy made him
attempt to break me and my fiance apart with
his lies and hurt ego.
It's funny how time teaches you, and how
the mistakes one makes in life actually helps you to eventually see a persons true colors.
It wasn't you, it was me, yes I wanted to go.
I'm glad I was that young girl who got a
second chance to find true love.
I'm forever grateful I was stopped
by a handsome, caring, loving, and honest
officer who gave me advice and my first
ticket for true love.
We have been married for twenty nine years,
and God smiles every time he sees us together.
Copyright © Vickie Hurtt - Thayer | Year Posted 2023
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