LOVE?? Me??
Naw, it costs too much (pain)
I’m still paying… with tears and lost sleep
For the last time
When I took him for a test drive
And woke up, my hand on the gear shift
And the pink slip in my pocket
You go ahead and dream
About love if it makes you happy
With all the extras
(The speed, the smooth ride)
Barreling down the freeway
Doing ninety-five
Just remember there is no warranty
There is no guarantee
That you won’t be the one
That gets traded in this time
On a newer, sleeker model
Love?
Naw, it costs too much (pride)
Better to just settle
For an occasional ride
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Reviews of "High Maintenance"
Reviewed by Hanley Harding (Reader)
Reviewed on May 24, 2002
Dear Sue; I don't think the title fits the poem... but the poem is great. Hanley
Reviewed by Jodi Hutton (Reader)
Reviewed on May 3, 2002
You said it baby! Maybe I should go for the occasional test drive.
sue,
your poetry is always powerful and laced with such a sad longing. i wish you joy..and happiness. you are one of the most talented writers i know.
love you sweetie
always
krissy
Reviewed by J John (Reader)
Reviewed on April 22, 2002
trust is hard to gain once it has been broken ... enjoyed .... j
A young widow joins her aunt’s house-restoration project in the wilderness, determined to take a stand for independence, but two men have different plans for her—and so does God.
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great write. well said (he's says as he takes the gear shift outta' his heart).-me
your poetry is always powerful and laced with such a sad longing. i wish you joy..and happiness. you are one of the most talented writers i know.
love you sweetie
always
krissy
Great work my friend,
Sharon;)
HA...This is great...
Thanks for the laugh..:)
Trixie
Help!!!!
lol you are good