The Gift of Knowing, Part 6

My work this eve was done
As I served and saved my love
From the mistress who was spawned
from hell, now gone

Eagerly I spy as my beloved
see’s with pride
The lengths that one would go
to save his soul

As I hide behind the trellis
As a child would on Christmas
Anticipating his delight upon the scene

Confusion settles in
His reaction being grim.
Terror plagues his face
As soon he screams

Rejecting my grand gesture
Thanking trellis for protection
Could this gift have not been
My beloved’s wish?

Did she not steal his affections?
Had she only sought some friendship?
Surely she was of ill will,
I’m sure of it.

The eve was quickly changing
Into morn as light was breaking.
The Concerto of the Chirping fading in

I took my leave and wandered
Through the streets
Standing in shadows
Accusation, a possibility,
of course

The horror soon reported
I would seek him, giving solace
Acknowledging what he had to endure


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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