I want a man with baggage Someone who takes big bites He's faced his share of demons Got in his share of fights Loved his wife and lost her Recovered and rebounded Body beat from working Lighthearted but still grounded The man who's emptied handed Arriving free and clear No grief and no misgivings Into his fiftieth year Has found nothing worth the keeping Too well protected his heart's space I want a man with baggage Who can carry it with grace
This is fantastic! Oh how TRUE, I have to say I am right there with you on this one. What a fantastic idea for a poem, and done perfectly. I seek this man, too.
"emptied handed"? Was this intentional? I have never heard this phrase used this way before.
Just a simple woman who loves poetry. A single Mom, a widow, with four children. My kids are all in
their late teens-early twenties, with only two still at home! empty nest is not far off! Hooray. :-.. more..