A LOVE TO CALL MY OWN

A LOVE TO CALL MY OWN

I knew from the beginning you were a flirt

Yet, I fell in love, knowing I'd be hurt

I thought I could tie you down and make you love just one.

But how could I do something no one else has done

I know you never loved me, and I'm trying hard not to cry.

For I must find the strength to kiss your lips goodbye

When you ask for me again, you'll see I won't be there

I want a love to call my own, not one to share

So I'll hide my broken heart beneath a laughing face

Though you think I never cared, no one will ever take your place.

Poem Copyright © 1989 SDA