praise to me give
on things i possess
odd as it seems
it does not impress
upon mind closed
decision is reached
I am not now
those things you beseech
ways uncommon
seeming to beguile
vision clouded
to them all the while
I am just a girl
in pictures and life
only one man
has taken to wife
left as i was
unwanted at best
finding myself
tis a daunting quest
tread e'er so gently
upon this heart of mine
broken and scarred
it still works just fine
pull these strings
expect me to dance
don't run now
if given the chance
prove to me
you mean what you say
or take the words
given and just go away.
A.Boudreaux 2007
