Last Night Poem by John Carter Brown

Last Night

Last night you said that you love me,
but I know you were telling a lie
somehow I felt it was below the belt,
you just wanted to see a man cry
so last night I made the decision,
to go with the flow never more
I packed up her bags - her trinkets and rags
and carelessly showed her the door.

Later I heard someone knocking,
she stood at the door with a smile
'can I return, I got money to burn? '
it was the best news I'd had for a while
right then I reversed my decision,
and vowed she could stay ever more
I unpacked her bags - her new trinkets and rags
and welcomed her right through the door.

Where the cash was supplied, I leave you to decide
for yourself, 'cause I'm done, there's no more.

By John Brown Dec 2019