I Know

Franky and Annie met at the laundry Now their teenaged children are washing their clothes I saw the beginning, pulling socks from the dryer And folding my blue jeans alone When I dated Sherry, she wanted to marry But for some fool reason, I didn’t feel right Sometimes I miss her, but she found another I guess I was out of my mind Stunted beginnings to unhappy endings It seems like I’ve been through it all But I’m thinking lately their a sweet-smiling lady Who’s saving a warm place for me to fall But every poem I write just don’t…

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