Before its gone
poem by:
Kenneth Studer
Written
on Feb 03, 2013
Before its lost SCRATCHED YOUR BACK AND RUBBED YOUR TOES, ALL THE THINGS I TRIED TO SHOW. CALLED YOU HONEY EVERYDAY, CAR AND BILLS FOR YOU I PAID. PLANTED FLOWERS, PAINTED ROOMS, BUT STILL YOUR LOVE JUST WOULDNT BLOOM. YOU MOVED IN EVERYONE YOU KNEW, OF COURSE I HAD TO BUY THE FOOD. BUT WHEN I ASKED YOU FOR SOME TIME, YOU ACTED LIKE IT WAS A CRIME. OK FOR ME TO DO IT ALL, BUT GOD FORBID IF I WOULD CALL. IF YOU TAKE AND NEVER GIVE, AND THATS THE WAY YOU WANT TO LIVE, EVENTUALLY YOUR ON YOUR OWN, WITH NO ONE THERE TO PAY YOUR PHONE, GET YOU CLOTHES AND DIAMOND RINGS, BUY YOU FLOWERS OR ANYTHING. SOMETIMES PEOPLE HAVE TO LEARN, LOVE IS SOMETHING THAT YOU EARN. AND WHEN ITS GIVEN AT NO COST HANG ON TO IT BEFORE ITS LOST
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louise bridges commented:
so true it takes two people in a relationship to make it work and both have to give and work at it to make it work. people who take and never give will end up lonely and sad
Melissa Marker
commented:
I think that a lot of people will relate to this I like it
Q. Ramirez
commented:
Been their, done that. I can relate. Good poem makes me remember what I want to forget.
