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~~~A Lonely Wife, that is not Me ~~~

Taking stalk, in some grace

That every thing has a place

A space for this and a space for that

So where's my place in my flat

 

2 beautiful sons, do they see me here

I hear them, sometimes a tear

For she feels left out as they get a life

But never a lonely little wife

 

Just a lonely mum who sees

The joy, the happiness and the glee's

that her sons have found their path in life

But never a lonely little wife

 

They love me strong, that I know

As I hug them hello and cheerio

Some days we don't see each other

But always they think of their mother

 

I get a glimpse of their eyes

Remember the days that have gone by

When they were never from my side

As we walked the streets, holding hands, with pride

 

I knew these days would come soon

so i sit alone in my room

I am happy and yes happy not to be

A lonely wife, oh that is not me

 

A single mum for many years

Shared the joys and wiped the tears

Loved my kids that is true

But singletons feel loneliness too

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Written by
jay-taylor
Scottish
Published
Aug 20, 2010
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©Jackie Taylor (Gautier)

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