Remember When... - Poem by dave lessard
Don't tell me that you hate the way I'm dressed,
or that my tie, it doesn't match my shirt;
it's hard enough in life without being pressed,
tell me when you're happy, not when you're hurt.
What side of the bed did you get up from?
you're contrary, even when you're not;
don't play the fool and act like you are dumb,
when you are angry, let it be and let it rot.
Anger is painful for the heart and soul,
anger just brings hurt and misery;
why can't you let my self be whole?
why is it so hard for you to see?
I love you the way you are today,
I don't want to change the makeup of your being;
for once, let me have my own damn way,
it's my makeup that you'll be freeing.
Remember when our love was warm and good?
remember when I held your hands in mine?
remember when all we had and shared was good?
when we were once in love... and kind.
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