Saturday, December 20, 2014

He Said

My baby
My baby
How fast you learned
The word
Maybe
He said no
I don't wanna go
I don't like it
But my baby
He don't fret
Give him the choice
So he always has a voice
He changed his mind
Put on his coat
Looked back at me
An unwritten love note
He asked if I would be home
When he returned
My heart burned
I smiled nonchalantly
Of course
Of course
Shield the pain
Dry his eyes
As he walks in again
Quickly, my dear
Let's find the sun
Wipe that rampant tear



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