| Much more consuming than a summertime fling, A public oath to love and protect, To love and to honor. Memories are made over time, both good and bad, A lingering doubt from deep within Comes to light and exposes my worst fears. To give of your soul, Only to be let down, Broken trust – The worst form of betrayal. A heart severed and smashed Into a million pieces It seems beyond repair. A time of being alone, A time to grow again, A rainbow just ahead…. I will once again hold my head high, My will to survive is stronger than Any man’s thorns of betrayal. Jackie Rioux June 9, 2004 Why I wrote this poem: http://ladybugwellness.ca/my-internet-nightmare/ |
Ladybugs – a symbol of hope, freedom and good luck
