She left him on a rainy April day.
Tears fell from his eyes like the rain.
She left him for a richer guy,
and told him he was too poor for her.
Though he was surprised and heartbroken,
he lost all his respect and his love for her.
When the well off guy she left him for left her
and broke her selfish, gold digging heart,
she saw how she made a mistake in leaving him,
apologised and pleaded with him to take her back.
But it was too late. He told her in a calm voice
he wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice.
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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