His Loss


Darlin’ why do you still want him
After all he’s put you through…
Well I say to had it with him, you
Don’t need his kind no, you need
Someone who is true blue to you!
So don’t cry one more tear over him
It’s His Loss…look at me honey
I’m trying to tell you something long
Overdue, I have always loved you!
Oh and if you’d just give me the
Chance to prove it I swear I won’t
Disappoint you, for many a year and
Months too you’ve been the Apple
Of my eye, the smile on my face and
Every heart beat like thunder inside!
Oh so if you could only will yourself
To trust me I swear these things I
Tell you are not lies…if only, if only
You’d give me the chance to prove
My love for you I swear I will not
Disappoint you ‘cuz I have always
Loved you!
Oh so please baby please don’t
Shed one more tear for him, don’t
You know it’s His Loss if he can’t
See what I see in you…I’m trying
To tell you something long overdue
I love you!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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