My Man

Posted: April 17, 2012 by antoniahill15 in AntoniaH, Marilyn Monroe, A Life in Poems

I met a man

Funny, smart, athletic, but jealous

It all seemed so perfect

We soon became married and wanted a family

I wanted children of my own

We tried and tried

But only miscarriages followed

And all I felt was sorrow

Why couldn’t I conceive?

That was a question for me that I couldn’t believe

The marriage soon came to an end

At that moment I was left to be at home

Forever alone…


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