Foolish Man

A Client Perspective

Jul 13

1 min read

Oh,

I've read

about foolish men

The book

I now hold

Is the book

About me

A foolish man

Who let home

Walk away

From his stupidity

It wasn't perfect

It wasn't free

Of flaw

But her arms felt like home

And her heart

Was soft

What a foolish man

I am

To have lost

The love

Given to me

Actions have a cost.

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