The Gift of Knowing Part 2

Like a puppy from the pound
She would always track him down
Sniffing out each hiding place he sought
Then she’d beg on bended knee
“Come stay with me, I beg you please?”
Always ending with a romp around the court
Then in the wee hours of the the night
After giving him delight
she would find him sneaking out amidst the dark
Feeling dirty, feeling ill
He would never love her still
He might as well put daggers in her heart!

Then a solemn vow she’d make
I will stay away this day
He will notice and he’ll surely seek me out
But the sadness of her tale
Is she sits to no avail
The gift of knowing
Like a curse she can’t escape


About goplayintraffic

My Blog, which began as a mommy blog and turned into a writing website,, is the product of my years of being home with my children and trying to find ways to keep myself sane. I have always had this feeling, coming from a single mother, that I have to contribute financially and that I have to be able to take care of myself and my children. having been married, being a NYC school teacher, having four children, living in Newtown, CT and trying to find a way to get through each day with a smile has always been something I've strived for. My stories, articles and poems will do a lot of things but mostly make you feel. I think that is what is so wonderful about having the ability to write. I have been given the gift of taking my emotions and transferring them to written word. Once that is done, I can share those words with others who may feel better, maybe just for a moment, but better nonetheless having read my words. I am glad you are here and hope you will stay:)
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