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By Chances Date: 2003 Mar 26 Comment on this Work [[2003.03.26.05.59.9990]] |
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The number four has something for me right now Maybe it's the four women I've known The women I've had close friendships with That I've brought into my home The women he brought into my home What you find out when you talk When you think you can make a new start Maybe it's four years I'm taking To fulfil my dream of dancing I stopped when labelled a slut For dancing and then When my precious world crashed Now I will dance again Maybe it's the fourth year That I've brought up my daughter And I know how important she is How resilient she is How much she is like me She shows me how strength grows Maybe it's the four boyfriends I've ever had in my life Including my husband That says it's time To let myself move on And find a real man Maybe it's the fourth time I let you go It took to realise it's you I love And maybe it's much too late Maybe I can't help it anymore Perhaps I will wait four years Before I stop hoping for you Maybe it's the fourth month Since I started the cleanup of my life Order is coming out of the chaos And I may not like it But at least I can see the truth of it And it's pretty ugly Maybe it's the fourth time That I tried to stop writing poetry Of course I can't It's in my blood now - as they say And it lets me talk to you right now It gives me somewhere to talk |