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  A Lady's Lament (Ginger's Song)
by Francis Eaden
Saturday, January 24, 2004


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A young lady, searching for love in all the wrong places, unburdens herself to an older friend late in the evening in a New York piano bar. Her friend is the piano player. He is so touched that he puts her words into a song. This is a scene from a play by Francis Eaden.


A LADYíS LAMENT (Ginger's Song)
By Francis Eaden

I donít like my life, or the things that I do,
or what I am going to be.
I want to be something; Iím better than this,
I want to be me!

I donít like the men that take me to bed,
but finding a lover is rare,
and ďusingĒ is the rule, and the name of the game;
I just want someone to care.

I donít ask much but the touch of love,
to let me know someone is there;
I donít need much, I just need to know,
that somewhere thereís someone to care.

Thereís so much of love, that I donít understand,
but I want to learn, and I want to burn,
With a loverís touch on my hand.


Touch my cheek and Iíll dance; my lips and Iíll soar,
through the sky up above.
Make me hear music, and Iíll fly like a dove;
Just reach out and touch me, and let me know love



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Reviewed by Annette Hendrix Williams 9/21/2007
That is wonderfully profound. Learn how to refuse sex. That is how to find love. Everyone wants a young woman to smile at everyone else, then they scorn her for not being judicious in her choices.
Reviewed by Sandi Schraut 11/6/2005
What every soul longs for!! wonderful poetry...Sandi
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) 2/8/2005
Good stuff here, man. A sultry and bluesy lament to be sure. Come on, let's have some more of your stuff.
Reviewed by Elaine Carey 9/15/2004
You show a lot of wisdom about female-kind!
Reviewed by Eddie Thompson 3/11/2004
"make me hear music"...."and let me know love"....

wow!
Reviewed by Jim Dunlap 1/28/2004
Is there a line missing in the next to last stanza? Unfortunately, all too oten, love doesn't work out the way we want it to do.
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader) 1/24/2004
This is Excellent!
Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader) 1/24/2004
Emotive and beautiful verses expressed well!
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