Like Augustus Caesar of old I wonder Who shall insert and turn the next blade Who shall tear my faith and trust asunder With each dagger’s thrust I am betrayed
As a cad and a roué I’ve been portrayed When all I offered was love and my being I allowed another my heart to invade She took it and now from me is fleeing
In truth the fault is also mine I’m agreeing And false friends played their dirty role Her faults, her part she still isn’t seeing
The crying, the lies, now take their toll
But her praises I’ll continue to extol Fool that I am for I fell deeply in love And over my life she still has control Until I finally depart for Heavenabove
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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Love Tinka
and masterfully penned.
well written account of how love can stab us in the back when we least expect it ...
Reindeer
even it was a lie spoken.
To belief in its sincerity always makes one happy.
To "Trust" is the keyword to cultivate happiness.
~ Sandie May Angel, November 7, 2004