RearrangedA Poem by Barbara WalkerNot talking about furniture here...
I am in a stew,
all because of you... suddenly, you've changed, totally rearranged... what is going on in your mind, I'm getting contradictory signs. This is all coming out of the blue, no warning, not one little clue. You've pulled the rug from under me, so fast: I thought ours was a love that would last. I am so angry, that you would throw us aside, I feel I've been taken for a ride and no matter what you do, I can never feel the same for you, so now, we are changed, rearranged...and what makes me cry? You don't even know why.
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StatsAuthorBarbara WalkerLake Havasu City, AZAboutI am retired from the Postal Service. I find I write poetry to help myself through difficult times and I have written many poems in response to the chronic pain I've been living with for over 30 year.. more..Writing
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