Wowed by her beauty,
Feeling unworthy of her
He couldn’t believe
She asked him out.
He thought she’d think
He wasn’t good enough,
Handsome enough, or
rich enough to be
With her.
The first date, perfect.
Soon love blossomed.
But her three kids
Hated him because
He wasn’t their father.
Her ex husband was
Insufferable and a
Bad boy jerk to her.
Three months after
He fell in love with her
She said you’re too nice
And broke up with him
And took up with another
Bad boy jerk.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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