Tuesday, August 27, 2024

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 Let Her Be - A Fold poem

The i - do husband ups and left her;

She is single again and wise enough not

to play the blame game, not for her,

There are people to be blamed, she knows.

With two children to nurture, he ups and left her;

She has neither the time, money, or energy

to have another man walk beside her;

Let her be, she has a brain, she's not stupid,

He is the wild weed in the storm not her,

She can decide to be without a man,

She doesn't need another i - do cause he ups and left her.

© gillena cox 2024

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