He loved his women,
more than one.
Searching the bars to
have his fun.
His philosophy,
simple and true.
I’ll always come out
on top of you.
The years flew by,
loneliness set in.
While growing old,
frail and thin,
he longed for the presence
of a good woman to sit
lovingly next to him.
Melvina Germain
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/936-true-love-lost/
