Pass me the vase, will you dear
I've picked some flowers to place in it
They are purple, yellow, white and red
Don't they just make you smile

I will place them by your bed
So when you retire for the night
You won't miss the beauty
That's painted on their faces

Take a moment, will you
To appreciate their worth
Lean in close and take a sniff
Their fragrance is most genuine

And as you wake, remember
I've placed those flowers there
For you to enjoy and adore
If only for a season

ALL HE DID WAS LEAVE ME ALONE.
THE FIRST YEAR WAS WONDERFUL
DON’T GET ME WRONG,
BUT AFTER THAT ALL THE LOVE
AND SWEET NOTHINGS WHISPERED
IN MY EAR BEGAN TO FADE AND DISAPPEAR.

ALL I KNEW WAS HOW TO LOVE A BAD MAN.
HE NEVER BEAT ME, BUT MY HEART WAS BROKEN
THE MANY TIMES HE WOULD CHEAT ON ME;
ALL HIS LIES AND DECIET THAT WAS ALL I KNEW
AND IT BLINDED ME TO A LOVE SO UNTRUE.

IT TOOK SOME TIME TO BREAK THIS SPELL
HE SPELLED ON ME, FOR ALL WHO TRIED
THEY FAILED MIGHTLY.  
I FELT SUPERIOR ABOVE ALL ELSE—YET
LITTLE DID I KNOW—HE LOVED SOMEONE ELSE.

AND WHEN THAT LOVE DID NOT SATED HIM,
BACK HE CAME AND I, UNABANDONLY CEDED HIM.
FOR YET I STILL LOVED A BAD MAN; HE KNEW WITH ME
HE CONTINUED TO PLAY HIS HAND…

BUT ALL HE DID WAS LEAVE ME ALONE
UNTIL ONE DAY IT FINALLY DAWNED ON ME
WHAT I WAS TOO BLIND TO SEE.
LOVE REALLY WAS MY ENEMY—HE CHEATED ME
ONCE MORE, THE MAN I THOUGHT I ADORED.

IT TOOK SOME TIME FOR MY HEART TO HEAL
FOR IT WAS DAMAGED BEYOND ITS ORDEAL.
YET HE NEVER FAILED TO TRY, WHILE HE UNDERSTOOD
I WILL NOT YIELD, MY HEART HOLLOW AS WOOD.

ALL HE DID WAS STAYED BY ME; I WAS NOT ALONE.
HE KNEW I BRUSHED HIM AWAY; I’VE FORSAKEN LOVE—
YET HE CONTINUED WITHOUT NO SWAY—
ONE YEAR, TWO YEARS, THREE UNTIL FIVE,
I’M STILL ALIVE!  

I DON’T HAVE THE WORDS TO THANK THIS MAN ENOUGH
FOR IT WAS A MAN THAT SHOWED ME LOVE—
HE BANISHED WITH HIS MIGHT ALL THAT WAS UNTRUE
AND MADE ME BELIEVE THAT LOVE IS TRUE.

**Creative Writings - Reina J. Morris