Once upon a morrow He always woke with a scowl She loved this man with all his faults, She did her best to make him smile; But he did not budge, the wall remained; But still she persisted, she would not give up; Years went by with more of the same; So she walked away and turned her back; She hoped that he would find some joy; Time passed on as time will do; The old man never did find joy; He sat in his lonely little world |
My name is Robin Roberts, and I'm from Pennsylvania. I'm a single/divorced mother of two beautiful girls who are the lights of my world. I am also engaged to a wonderful man who lights up the other half of my world. I work as an administrative assistant and have worked in the same career field for most of my adult life. I write poetry in my spare time. I'm a Beatlemaniac, having loved the Beatles all of my life. I also enjoy other classic rock bands, but no other band/musician has captured my heart quite like those four lads from Liverpool. My interests, other than the aforementioned, include hiking/walking, camping, traveling, bowling, reading, and spending time with family and friends. |