Too Late To Right My Wrong
+39It would take a miracle to get you now,
After I was too busy chasing every skirt,
Instead of realizing that I’d lose you somehow
To some other man who really values your worth.
Beautiful as you are since I first saw you,
I foolishly took my eyes off such prestige;
You are quite the queen of dreams, a blessing too,
And after all the women, my heart is under siege.
I feel like the greatest piece of me,
Now gone, so long long gone;
When I know that I’d messed up
And it is too too late right my wrong.
Such a strong woman from start to end,
Qualities of a bride, wife, and a helpmate,
But my youth would only let me descend
As I linger skin of teeth now ready to appreciate.
Dellusions of you always being there
Are what made me believe that I could do me;
Yet here I am crying sleeplessly to myself
Alone without you, baby, ever to please.
I feel like the greatest piece of me,
Now gone, so long long gone;
When I know that I’d messed up
And it is too too late right my wrong
© Sanaili Creative Writing, Inc.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Ingraham.
