For better or worse ignorant, trusting It was the kind of thing that happened to other people not us Our bond was strong a lasting love
He tried to hide His mistress
Betrayed, how brazen Right under my nose WHY did he give her His soul ?
Sneaking out to get a taste of her laughing in delight She gave her all
The smell of her lingers on his lips fooling no one except himself
Lying eyes standard denial finally
I found them together as he was just finishing her
Caught in the act I had to see who stole my man
Face to Face stunned, disbelief I could never compete measure up now, I knew her name *****
1985 It was the first year of my marriage my husband said he didn’t drink anymore and he was sneaking alcohol I thought it was going crazy I smelled him he said I was paranoid and then I found him and called him in the act and I wrote this poem