You Never Know Why? (Country Style) Poem by Max D. Hornbogen

Well you never knew why I didn’t call you, but I had my reasons. Should I even tell you how I left that day. I was in a mood, when I drove off. Not knowing what I did to you. But you never knew why I left you that day. Oh the day’s seem long without you. But I always have a picture of you, hanging my wall. And the nights seem clear as always. Well you never knew why I left you, but the answers just drove off just when I got in my car. When I stepped on the gas, all of my problem’s went away. But I knew that it was not the right thing to do. But still I had my reasons.

Well you never knew why I did not even pick up the phone to talk to you. It would had bring back the old memories, that I had in my closet. Sometimes reviewing old notes and pictures can bring a tear to my eye.

June 23rd 2008
Max D. Hornbogen