| Page 93 The Poetry of Terri Lyn Stanfield |
| Her Journey A scared young woman The mother of one Deserted by love And left all alone A baby to raise No means of support With nowhere to live And no open door Then a helping hand Kindly extended And one big problem Thankfully ended Still are decisions That have to be made Go to work or school And she's so afraid To just take a job With minimum wage Or go back to school With kids her own age But she bears a load That they haven't felt Yes, she's battle scarred But now she's got help There's someone to watch Her baby each day While she goes to school But no time for play The baby is sick A lot of the time The doctor is great And he's very kind But bills must be paid Eventually And there's no money But nothing is free Child support's a joke Even when it's paid It's never enough But her plans are laid Just a bit longer And she'll graduate Then she'll pay the bills Though they will be late She struggles and scrimps And somehow gets through Her grades weren't top notch But they had to do Now she goes to work And pays all the bills Starting a new life With a new, strong will And things get better For the two of them Every spare moment Gladly spent with him He grows strong and kind And the years fly by Til he's a young man And she wants to cry He makes her so proud In all that he does There's hardly a thought For the life that was Now he's in college And she's still at work And neither one hears From his dad, the jerk But their life's been great Their bond is complete Life's come full circle And it tastes so sweet There are no regrets For what might have been Because what mattered To her, in the end Was only her son And he turned out fine Her pride and her joy Her mark upon time Terri Lyn Stanfield 1/10/2002 |
| Phantom Lover You come to me in the darkness As you do every steamy night Your touch, at first, so gentle And your kisses feather light Flame slowly spreads o'er my body And my desire begins to grow My need is too much to bear And all of the time you know Exactly what I am feeling And just how I need to be touched You keep me burning for more And keep me wanting so much When I simply can take no more You bring me to such sweet release You hold me as I tremble And my pleasures slowly cease My eyes are closed throughout our time And I dread to open them now For I know that when I do Although, I do not know how That I will be in bed alone With not a trace of you at all You are my phantom lover And though you may heed my call You're gone when the loving's over Leaving no evidence behind Though my body still tingles And you occupy my mind I won't see you til the next time When you'll set me, once more, on fire When you, my phantom lover Will fill my every desire Terri Lyn Stanfield 1/9/2002 |