A StandA Poem by Greg the BardA Stand The heart strings of the guitar sing Lending depth to the emotions gained Retrospect the look is set To show a mood now becoming regret For once the look lingers into day The night will fall as if in play A man’s mind wonders Where women’s seldom care to go A lark, a frolic, a game of joy Pleasure, passion, lust not withdrawn She believes it always comes at a cost Whose price in later life is never enough? Is a woman’s virtue cradled between her legs? Blessed here only by the will of grace Given virtue … a time once gone By virtue her legs undone And the cost is well in advance Of the true feelings of the one it is shared with Can there be a true relation between two? Is it worthy of thought? A man respects that which he can His only reason an act of suppression The only regret a child not expected More out of ignorance that just cause The little ones smile captures its fathers smile The bright sparkling eyes The amazement of the big guy standing there The rebuke of the mother that feels ashamed That she gave into this man in the first place Deciding to live a life she doesn’t really want © 2011 Greg the Bard |
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Added on October 2, 2011 Last Updated on October 6, 2011 AuthorGreg the BardCharlotte, NCAboutRetired USAF now working in security. I have been around the world 2 times due to the military. I've lived in England, Turkey, Holland. My wife is English and the best part of me. We have been togethe.. more..Writing
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