| A Prediction | |||||||||||||
| I figured this would happen I predicted it years ago I wasn't sure though....exactly How was I to really know? For none of us knows the future so I thought it was just a thought that came to me from time to time it's truth I never really bought But it plagued me every now and then and lately it was getting stronger so now here I lay, warm and cozy in a casket, six feet under I was just a petite five foot two he a burly six feet tall he outweighed me by a hundred pounds and his anger could bring down walls So I guess it was inevitable someday he'd plow me down I predicted it years ago now I'm lying 'neath the ground He was unfair and the jealous kind I was not allowed to have my say his anger got the better of him so now here is where I lay Sometimes it's rather peaceful here there's no yelling for hours on end but I must say it does get lonely you see, I never had many friends So no one to place some flowers on the stone that marks my grave but at least I'm finally free In death.....I'm away from him and safe *~PennyLynne~* |
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