The stranger is no longer there
but now familiar brown eyes and soul to bare
He came back home a new man for me
So glad the stranger I no longer see
Now he doesn't want to take me down
but let's me be the queen I am and wear my crown
Now he brings light love and hope
and no longer uses alcohol to cope
No longer the liar I use to know
No longer the stranger with fear and woe
So glad the stranger is gone
now my husband is back with me at home
No longer is he a stranger to me
So glad the stranger I no longer see
Apr 3, 2025
Apr 3, 2025 at 12:21 PM UTC
The stranger is no longer there
but now familiar brown eyes and soul to bare
He came back home a new man for me
So glad the stranger I no longer see
Now he doesn't want to take me down
but let's me be the queen I am and wear my crown
Now he brings light love and hope
and no longer uses alcohol to cope
No longer the liar I use to know
No longer the stranger with fear and woe
So glad the stranger is gone
now my husband is back with me at home
No longer is he a stranger to me
So glad the stranger I no longer see
This poem will make more sense if you read my other poem from 2020
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3886435/the-stranger/
alcohol is a disease that makes the person do things they would not normally do and become a stranger to their loved ones. My hope is that everyone who is suffering from this can get some help.
