My Woman My Life


I have traveled this world over halfway around
Much did I see much did abound
Many loves had I, but you see
I put them together and they were not for me
For quite a few years I wandered place to place
Keeping my eyes open for a "special face"
Yes I wandered around for may years
But soon my search came to an end
As my sister had a "special friend"
I saw her and gasped and wanted to cry
For at last my "dream" came before my very eye
There was much, oh so much more that I wanted to say
Our very first kiss was only in play
My heart had turned over, for I kissed my dream
And she too had felt something so it would seem
We loved for a summer but were doomed from the start
I listened to others instead of my heart
I went with another and thought it was love
But it was short lived by "him" who's above
Then a date for a dance was given by fate
I proposed marriage to the one who's my mate
The army said I must travel again
Then and just once did I enter in sin
Two years I was gone from the one I hold dear
Then in Chicago we met and love again reared
Six children we had and one lost his way
The sorrow felt here is too much to say
Thru sickness and health both happy and sad
We stayed together both goodness and bad
It's hard to imagine us drifting apart
But we were, because a drink gave me a false heart
Then violence from a man who was given a ride
And in protecting myself this man died
The jury said guilty the judge said life
It seemed I'd lost everything including my wife
But she's standing by, my woman my mate
Waiting for Gods act to overule fate
Soon by his grace, we'll live again
Always in love and never in sin
Ill never again sadden the love of my eye
Never again till the day I die
It's Christmas again and there's pain in my soul
For I can not be rid of a prisoners roll
But I hope my prayers aren't in vain
And that God grants we be together again
We've suffered enough, more than enough it would seem
Now "please" grant me my dream
For without her it's "death" or worse don't you see
So I ask you again "God please!" Grant this to me...

Copyright © 1997 By Leslie Taylor

This poem was written by my father for my mother

Maybe 30 years ago It's a true story.

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