A Love To Call My Own Poem by shilpa Poetess
A Love To Call My Own
I knew from the beginning
That you were just a flirt,
But yet I fell in love with you
Knowing I'd be hurt.
I thought that I could tie you down
And make you love just one
But how could I do something
No one else had ever done.
I know you'll never love me
And I'm trying not to cry
For I must find the strength somehow
To kiss your lips goodbye
When you ask for me again
You'll find I won't be there
I want a love to call my own
Not one I have to share.
For I must hide my broken heart
Beneath a laughing face
And though you think I never cared
No one can take your place
I am overwelhmed with emotions... how so very realistic.....lovely
i wrote this when i was 25, it was going to be put in a poem book, i can recite this by heart. so many people claim its theirs. its annoying. this is about my ex husband luke he has passed away since and its very dumb how people do this. this is pla
Bro quit trying to claim the poem. It's a piece of art and if one of y'all wrote it then good job. If you really did write it however, I feel like you wouldn't tell everyone that on a poem site.
An obvious case of plagiarism. More than one person claims to have written this poem. Some say they read it more than 50 years ago. Shame on you, Shilpa, for claiming it as your own.
I think the name was Patricia Baldwin. I am not sure anyway
Shilpa, this is not your poem. I have read this as a child, and the was an English lady, I can't recall her name. It is absurd…
I memorized this poem 50 years ago first time I have been able to find it. Thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This poem was published in Teen Magazine in the early 1970's. It was written by me under my name then, Jean Burr Smith. I wrote it when I was fifteen.
I love this poem thank you for writing it!