Faceless
Blonde
I'll never forget the day she called
To tell me of her
heartache and cry
Saying that the man she
loved
Gave us something in
common - her and I.
She called me over and
over again
telling me things I
didn't want to hear
About her time spent
with the man
Who was the husband I
held so dear.
Even though we remain
together
Trying to weather the
storm
For the sake of our
lives and our children
His time spent with her
did its harm.
Though she and I never
met
She invades the
thoughts that were mine.
She has become a
stranger in my home
I cannot erase
with time.
Though many years have
passed by
When her
thoughts should be faded and dead
The faceless blonde
still haunts me yet
When I make love to the
man I had wed.
How much longer can I
endure
Living with distrust
and pain?
Even though we may live
as man and wife
Our lives will never be
the same.
Poem by Carol
Barton
Copyright 2002 ~
Carol Barton
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