To Have And To Have Not Poem by Ronald Brissette

If I had a fortune it would be yours
For I prefer the out of doors.

I have mountains, streams, and imaginary wings
Makes me richer than any king

To hold a butterfly in my hand and call it my friend
I look up into a star filled sky and wonder how it all began.

Where did I come from-why am I here
What answer could I come up with that don’t put me in fear?

I fit right in with everything-a stranger to my kind
A woman’s love not here for me to find.

My hearts on fire
So filled with desire

Where could she be?
The one who would love just me

I feel she is not here
Somewhere out there

Life without true love leaves me so alone
I search the heavens for a place I can call home

Oh my love please don’t cry
I know your waiting for me-first I must die…