I guess it's up to us

To decide
If we believe in a higher power

Some desire
A relationship with
A savior

Like myself
A person
And son of God
Savior

Who represents
An ideal
A principle

After a time
Many years
Of not getting
What the heart desires

I just become as content
As I can

My old therapist
Will not read this
Sadly

It's Friday
That was the day
That we met

That was the day
That she listened to me
That she showed me
That she did care some

That all ended
In April of 2015

She just celebrated
Her two year wedding anniversary

I remember her comments

Hello Liz
Now this poem just goes out
On the web

It was just one hour
Per week
That was all

Do you know
Many Americans
Don't really have good friends
Anymore...

I gave her a Wonder Woman card
Because she was like Wonder Woman
To me

Have you lived most
Of your life all alone
Like me?

I wonder if Liz
Ever thinks of me
Or prays for me

I wonder if she saw
The new Wonder Woman movie

I am alone
Like I knew I would be

With just my prayers
Well I'm not complaining
I'm grateful for the things I have

I hope she will
At least spare a thought for me
Every Friday

That is when we used to meet