Stubborn Love
I’ll walk your way
Give me any day
My love won’t sway
Even if she does overstay
She makes a pretty lay
I’ll say
I just pray
You lose the dray
Before I turn gray
Tag: micro poetry
Promises, Promises, Promises
Years of bliss
Not a goodbye kiss
Until you broke the promise
His Wife Ain’t Born Yet
At school, he was popular
Girls wanted to be his lover
He would rather
be a number
Than be their forever
“Get serious”, others would fret
“My wife ain’t born yet”,
He dropped the bullet
You bet!
The woman he finally chose
To become his eternal rose
Came to this world
Long after he hurled
“My wife ain’t born yet!”