Still Mine

Still Mine

 

Mary, Joyce and Emily

all had their way with me.

 

Anna, Heather and Fran too;

came and went, said “We’re through!”.

 

Amy, Denise and Patricia as well;

put me through hell.

 

Lily;

she was silly.

 

Rachel loved red wine;

though love was lost

 

and I pay the cost,

these memories are still mine.

Reviews

[writing mojo]

the friendship flow is a very important thing in ones journey through light and dark time, it just matters which direction you want to keep spinning in....great piece

[Inda]

Thank you so much and agree friendships allow us to survive so many lows in life.

[Inda]

Inda, I liked the way you deal with your past... and are glad each and every thing /one had something beautiful, to remember forever and to paint the future with....
A keen poem, with a playful and beautiful wink in it. I loved this.

- Elisa

[Inda]

Glad you liked it Elisa; mistakes allow one to learn so that do posses beauty no? I think so. Thanks for the R&R

:) thank you for letting me grow on this page. :)