Kentuckygirl68's blog: "My Poetry"

There have been men in my life
that I believed to be so good
until I grew to know them very well,
I consumed their weaknesses
into my soul until it weakened me
and filled me with the knowledge of hell.
I need a man in my life
Whom I believe to be good
even after I grow to know him very well,
To offer me a new dance, take a chance
Then I will no longer have to rhyme with hell.

So I can allow him to hold my weary soul
in his ever so gentle hands.

Poem By Tammy C.