March was the month that I was set free!
March was the month that I
was set free,
Free of worries and free to
be.
There was a time when you
were my man.
I felt loved, as if you were
the one.
But deep down you were a
flirt.
When a woman walked by, you
checked her look!
As for I, you were the first.
I knew nothing about your
little black book!
But now I understand, you
can’t help it,
Being a dirty old man!
I want to be set free!
Free from pain,
And free to be!
I was all alone,
You didn’t worry about me.
Having a good time
Far way from me!
I was all alone,
But the sun shined on me.
March was the month that
I was set free!
I was all alone
And the sun shined on me.
March was the month that was
set free!
March was the month that I
was set free!
March was the month that I
was set free!
March was the month that I
was set free!
Don't where it started but where it might end
ReplyDeleteBless the day hopeing for it to never end,
Thats what many want when looking for love
Now I found a true friend we are hopping it never to end!
Cool Poem !
Thank you Walter.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you are stopping by.
I understand these feelings... Very liberating
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