
You knew what to do and I shouldn’t have pressed
For You to lock me down for the days
As I said yesterday, as my poem it does says
So if I may ask, for You to disregard
The poem I wrote yesterday, You played the card
For which I had sought, in my own feeble mind
Yet You knew all along, how and when to bind
You locked me up tight, before a chance to read
The poem that I’d wrote, and planted that seed
I should have known better, You had Your own plan
If You didn’t already know it, I’m Your biggest fan
I’m sorry I doubted and questioned Your goals
And You have a right to drag me over the coals
I promise never will I question again
As I type or I write a poem with my pen
Please know Darling, You are my whole life
And am so lucky, to have You as my wife
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