Time flies when you're
having fun
Seems like there is no
clock to watch

Still waiting for someone
to come in
but you know that's
been botched

So then you realize you're
the only one
Sitting at this table
and chair

I wonder if I should text
I know
I just don't dare

Not sure if I should
be thinking
that's what I've been doing
a lot of

I have to stay focused
on what I need
to do
instead of sitting here
feeling blue
I have to keep my
chin up
sometimes one needs a
big shove
  I still believe in the
one above

So I pray to him to help
me through
To have him send me
that Holy dove
I am out of words now
I'm done

Simba

To be told by you!
That you're living
a double life.
How can one be trusted?
If you're fake with me .
How, can you be true
to the another?

I have tried to put it aside.
When I opened my eye's
I realized it has been a lie.
It only benefits the one.

I know deep down inside,
you had a different agenda.
You would say;
"There has been no other's"
I tried to believe this.
To know it's not true.
There was nothing I could do.
Except to leave you.

You have played
that game.
With more than one
Before, during, and after.
Me, myself, and I.
I was  supposed to turn
a blind eye!
I asked myself.
What made me the
special one?
If you really wanted it
to be me.
You would have changed
your ways!

It won't work
that way.
Because, you have
it made!
To come and go as
you please!
The one thing on
your mind.
Is to deceive one,
from the other's.
It's about you!
Not you and me.
It's about you,he, and him.

No matter what,
you told  me
I know better.
You could not
convince me .
Game over

Simba

It's been three long years since are Lord took you away
He brought you home with no more pain
You're in my heart you're in my soul
You're in my thoughts as
I grow old
I miss you dearly
as you know

I leave the light on
I let it glow
You are here with me
everyday
As I ring your bell
I do say with three kisses
each day
The same way you did
in your special way

             " I love you"

As you would do
in your usual way

It's been three long years
since you've gone away
I'll keep you in my heart each and every day

I will see you again
someday

It's 3 a.m. as I remember you today
I love you so much
that's all I can say

I'll keep ringing your bell and kiss you that way

Until we meet again my
Mother

From your one
and only son
                                
                          Yo­ur Danny Boy

Thinking of you on
this day, Mom.

It's been five years since
you passed away.
I feel you in my heart
in every way.
For this is the gift
That you've given me.
In such a mysterious way.

I sit again.
I sit alone.
Talking into my telephone.
As the tears poured
down my face
I find myself in this
lonely place.

I wish you were here
sitting next to me.
Telling you my story
and my victories.

I ask of you, to stay
near me.
To guide me.
Through the rest of
this journey.
While I am on
this Earth.

Until I meet you again
Mother.

When it's my turn.
For God to call
me home.

I miss and love you Mom!
With all my heart ❤️

From your only son,
Danny

PS. I am smiling now 😊

Couldn't Sleep Last Night
To Busy Thinking About You
Can't Get You Out Of My Head
But What Am I Supposed To Do

I Can't Seem To Do Anything
Without You In My Head
Every Night
I Sit And Think  
About You
As I Lie Awake In Bed

Im Going Crazy
I Just Don't Know What To Do
My Heart Controls My Mind
I've Fallen In Love With You

I Have to get you out
of my head
To much time has gone by
Nothing that can be said
For there has been to many
pillows laid upon
To many beds

It is what it is now
Regardless what was said
Need to focus  somehow
I need to
  Get you out of my head

Simba

To grieve love .
It takes on a different
meaning.
It's not about  
mourning the death of
a family member.
Or a friend.

It's a form of grieving
that I never felt
in my life before.

Death is so final
never to return.
You have the love
and memories of
that individual.
Who has passed.

When you grieve the love
of the living person
You are still left with
the love and memories
as well.

With the living.
You have to
make changes
In order to get through
this grieving period.

The feelings are still fresh.
The memories are still real.
It's the heart controling
the head

One had moved on.
With relationships.
Wasted no time.

While the other one
staying behind

Seemed  so easy!
With no downtime
Didn't skip a beat.
For one had a backup
plan
A,B and C

"When is it going to be my turn!"
That's what would be said.
As long as there's a pillow
To go with the bed.

It has been your turn
From the years passed and
the years ahead.

So I will continue to grieve
for a period of time.
Then my head will
control my heart
Once again.

I do realize,
That  plan A, B, and C
Wasn't meant for me.
I was the fool
The go between

Grieving love
Will be over soon.
I have a life in front
of me
I can't stop living
for something.
That wasn't meant
to be.

Simba

You had told me
You would never
go back to him.
I knew you would.
I hope you're happy
you did!

You can still live the LIE
You will still have to hide
Until the day your
husband dies.

Then he can step out
of the shadows and
you both can pretend.
That you guys
just met each other
once again.

You two don't care
What you both do apart
I'm sure he has
other woman.
Like you have
other Men.

Until, you get together.
To do what you do.
Not to be seen
with others.
Like I saw with my
own eyes!
  The day I saw you.

At least it's not me now!
I don't have to hide.
I'm sure he won't either.
You'll have an alibi,
another lie.

You won't have to pretend
with me anymore.
We were just lovers .
The one  I feel in love with.

I have always been  
the convenient one.
I lived closest to you.
I think?

To sleep in my bed.
The way I held you.
Then you would pretend!
I was the best one for you.
When I would do,
What I did to you.
You would tell me.
I was the best,
at what I did to you!

Only because,
he was far away.
Im sure ,
you have told him
that too!

But, then again
you told me this.
You would drive
over an hour or two!
To do.
Whatever you two
do together.

You can tell him you
love him!
You probably do.
Just like you told me.
You loved me, too.

You're back with your old
shopping partner.
Your lover, too!

He will take you out to dinner
and for drinks.
I'm sure you won't pay half
on anything.
Just think!

He will even open
your door!
After you step
out of his car.
  Then lean in.
To thank you for the night
and for what you did to him.
To kiss you on the cheek
then your lips.
It won't stop there.
It will be
much more
in the end.

I'm sure he's has
big hands.
Like you told me
I do!
I'm sure you say that,
to all of the boys!

Just like I have
done before.
Then again.
He has done this for
many years!
Because,
He has six years before
you and I.
Oh, yeah!
Also, during our five
years together
It all the same.
It's a long time.


The bottom line is.
You're cheating on
your husband.
Then you go home
to him.
Only to start all
over again
It will never end.

He's no different
than I.
He's waiting on
the side.

So you live your
double life.
I'm happy for you!
I hope he's making
you happy,
too!

He's your chosen one!
It's not me for you.
You can fly south in the winter!
When it comes time, too!

I Should have never been
a part of this.
I am guilty in this
love triangle,
or was it a square?
Possibly, an octagon!
Now I don't care

I fell in love with you!
When I gave you
that kiss.
I was living  
a fantasy.
I was making
a wish!
A wish to be
with you.
Now I can see.
That this wish won't
come true.
Not for me.

So no matter what
I just wrote
to you!

Remember this.
I did love you
Mary Ann!

From that first
time kiss!
I wrote
that poem.

From Me to You.

Simba

There will always be
more than one fisherman.
( Especially,
the one before me.)

Who will ignoring the;  
Private property.
No trespassing signs.
At that polluted pond.

Thinking I had the
best bait.
I thought, I had caught
the prize of the day!
It looked good!

To think that fish was
a keeper!
Only to realize.
It was an easy catch.
It was caught before.
It didn't matter what kind
of bait I used.

I had to throw it back.
There was more than
one hook.
And it won't be
the last.

I was wrong fishing in
that pond.
Ignoring
those signs.
I will never go back.

That is the end.
Of,
My fishing trip

Simba