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Lucie
Senior Member

since 1999-06-20

Posts 1077
Houston

0 posted 1999-06-20 07:03 PM

Drinkin' and women that's all you know
your always on the run.
Here I sit with one small child
while your out havin' fun.

We used to go together
we shared the fun and joy.
But now I sit home all alone
with just a baby boy.

You showed me that you loved me
in the sweetest kind of way.
You knew I sinned, but you just laughed
and now I'm left to pay.

Who wants a girl who has never wed
with a small child to rear?
Who's been loved and cast aside
for another you now call "Dear".

Drinkin' and women that's all you know
your always on the run.
Spendin' money on babes and booze
instead of on your son.

But one day you'll remember
the love you wouldn't share.
With a girl who really loved you
and a boy with curly hair.

And as you sit in some run down bar
listening to another drunk moan.
Just stop to think of one small thing,
sweetheart your all alone.

I've got your babies smile
my precious little dear.
His first word will be "Mommy"
the word "Daddy" you'll never hear.

Back streets and dim lit bars,
baby thats all you'll know.
You'll miss his shining face
and watching your son grow.

But if and when you sober up
and your to old to date.
Don't try to piece together your past
you'll find your much to late.

Craig
Member

since 1999-06-10

Posts 444

1 posted 1999-06-20 07:23 PM

Well written Lucie, your poem eloquently defined anger and sorrow in equal measure.

Craig

elvira
Senior Member

since 1999-07-06

Posts 936
California

2 posted 1999-07-22 03:10 AM

excellent poem...if only men who left their women and children read poetry

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Mr_Squint
Junior Member

since 1999-06-27

Posts 17
Bankstown, New South Wales, Australia

3 posted 1999-07-22 06:11 AM

Well, Lucie, I am just spell-bound by what I have read...and I am pleased to say that your poetry has just over-whelmed me with emotion!!! -> I'm glad I could take the time to read a master piece and I hope you would take the time to make many more of them!!!

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A mailman was mailing mailmen to other mailmen so these mailmen could mail these mailmen in a mail truck that didn't mail mail but mailed men!!!

Saxoness

Senior Member

since 1999-07-18

Posts 1102
Texas

4 posted 1999-07-22 09:17 AM

wonderful piece, and sadly truthful. Well done

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"Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone
I sing my tearful song which has charms only for me."

-Charles Brugnot

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