I had an inkling, he was seeing someone else
Not another woman but, from the other shelf
He was that way inclined
Confused and entwined
Continuously practicing stealth
I asked him outright, he denied and declared
Don’t you trust me, that just isn’t fair
I’m not that way inclined
You’re confused and entwined
Only but thinking of yourself
Lo and behold, exposed and uncovered
The someone he had on the shelf
Yes, that way inclined
The stealth did entwine
Time to recover myself
A woman can accept loosing her husband to another woman, having something similar to gauge a comparison. But, loosing her husband to another man can be a devastating feeling of loss, confidence and trust.
Wow, hope you’re healing!
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Thank you for your kind thoughts. Yes, It is coming up two years apart. Everyday is sunnier…:)
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Be well. Beautiful writing. ❤
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Thank you for your kind thoughts and feedback. 😊 I don’t know much about American history, however, reading your blogs is an enlightening experience.😎
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Why thank you! I certainly connected to this poem of yours. I had the same thing happen to me 😦 You captured the feeling quite well!
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Certainly helps to know that we share the same experience. Thank you 😎
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