Lost Loves Poem by CHARLES BAILEY

My life was spent in many ways
Loving at night, dreading the days
From a child in school to an old man
Love slipped through my fingers like grains of sand.

They say your first love is the one that lasts
My first love is lost in the past
My second love faired no better
She was cold and fickle like the changing weather

My third love stayed but she gave her heart
To someone new, till death did us part
The loves of my life have come and gone
Now I stand one last time at loves golden throne

Shall I give my heart as in the past
Take the chance this love will last?
I think not, I can't stand the pain
I shall never give my heart again

If I had been more gentle and kind
If I had talked with them and shared my mind
Maybe one love would have stayed with me
I could have avoided this misery

It's sad to grow old and still be alone
To remember all the loves I have known
Even God does not love me, as I have been taught
I guess the lost loves, were all my fault.

To all the girls I have loved, forgive me
Charles Bailey