2-14-79 Happy Valentine's day, Dennis.
(started poem 1-31-79)
Problems there will always be, but someday I will be
set free.
Mortgages, bills, repairs once again cause me despair.
Part of me wants to stay but soon I'll be far away.
far from this house my home, and husband too -- he'll
surely roam.
Hollywood is not so great, but opportunities I'll
take. People there I hope to meet might help me get upon
my feet.
Prudential salesman just dropped by to collect on
policies gone by. Ernie wasn't to be found. Why isn't he
ever around?
Nature's game is very cruel. It makes us out to be
such fools. Six years of marriage ending now, but no more
tears can I allow.
Ted said Linda wanted a divorce, but she has not yet
set her course. Her dependence requires him to be strong
even while other men string her along.
Locked out of [my] house last Friday night. I felt a
sense of utter fright. Mostly feeling so alone! I'd just
left Ted -- He'd went on home.
Locked in to feelings deep within I called to Dennis
who was not in but soon I fell towards his warm abode and
spent the night. So warm, secure was my refuge, I felt a
sense of peace ensue.
Rose does not think much of me but my world she'd
NEVER see! Nor could I understand her ways, ever in a
million days.
How did things get so all messed up??
My disattachment to this mold of married life has
grown so old. It happened though it wasn't right when I
lay with John that night. Finally, when I let him go
the void inside began to grow.
I threw myself to job and school -- I'd never again
be such a fool.
.
.
.
But his voice on the phone so mellow and low, his
eyes so green -- I feel the glow! His beard I like, his
sexy ways. He makes me forget the lonely days. He fills
me up and sets me straight, and I forget all past mistakes.
Where it's going I don't know, but I know I love him
so --
Love,
Kathleen
2-14-79
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —