I see you loving her instead of me. Maybe it should have been me, but You see something in her that you Never saw in me. In the endless sea Of love there is hate and I see what No else sees, betrayal I see through.
..softly the winds blow piccolo a medium-size gray flycatcher whistling like a wood-pewee in the trees of early dawn a chorus of a morning song until my tea weeps happiness with my bride's trousseau...
This is a lament I wrote on Blackwolf's thread For The Love Of Animals, last Oct. She passed on 10/14/20 I'll never forget that I was going to rewrite it into more of a poem format but then decided against it. I think about her every day. ]
Lost my Daisy-girl yesterday I posted a shitty poem about it yesterday too, but hated it and took it down. I was in a state, to put it mildly.
She was a big golden girl of love and pure bright sunshine. No matter how bad your day may have been going she...
It hides in many places, wears many disguises, known by different names, denied, justified, and master blame game player.
Few actions and reactions among persons have caused more harm than jealousy. The results of jealousy can be seen in arguments, anger, courts, divorce, fights, hospitals, jails, fear, hatred, violence, lying, insecurity, injuries, poverty, justifying, accusations, spying, and so forth.