Sitting and thinking of ladies in my life,
Past to now.
Going back from my preteens to present.
I will always remember my first love,
From before I was 10.
But I try to forget my last.
Seventy years of my heart knowing ladies
Has left my soul empty and barren.
Being a poet the words in music
Leads my heart down many paths.
As does my souls touch to the ladies
That have crossed my hearts path
Over so much time.
I have stumbled so often.
Empathy giving them so much support.
But when their hearts strength returns,
I have been disposed of.
I have spent the greater part of my life,
Alone.
I still search,
But my confidence makes this
A difficult time trying to find love again.
So I will drift,
Still looking but not hopeful.
Seeing those that Love stands out,
Easy to see, gives belief it can happen.
Dan Gray
November 28, 2025 11 PM
Nov 28, 2025
Nov 28, 2025 at 11:24 PM UTC
Sitting and thinking of ladies in my life,
Past to now.
Going back from my preteens to present.
I will always remember my first love,
From before I was 10.
But I try to forget my last.
Seventy years of my heart knowing ladies
Has left my soul empty and barren.
Being a poet the words in music
Leads my heart down many paths.
As does my souls touch to the ladies
That have crossed my hearts path
Over so much time.
I have stumbled so often.
Empathy giving them so much support.
But when their hearts strength returns,
I have been disposed of.
I have spent the greater part of my life,
Alone.
I still search,
But my confidence makes this
A difficult time trying to find love again.
So I will drift,
Still looking but not hopeful.
Seeing those that Love stands out,
Easy to see, gives belief it can happen.
Dan Gray
November 28, 2025 11 PM
Request permission to use this poem