He's Your Thorns to Bear

You gave up your happy home,
You took my man from me.
With both loves in a bottle,
You're both too blind to see...
Because...

He's your cross to carry.
Only the devil may care.
He's your thorns to bear.
Yes! He's your thorns to bear.

You gave me back my sunshine girl,
By taking away my rain.
That prize you hold so dear to you,
will someday be your pain...
Because...

He's your cross to carry.
Only the devil may care.
He's your thorns to bear.
Yes! He's your thorns to bear.

What goes around comes around,
This law is like a wheel.
I go up, now you go down,
You will drown in what you steal...
Because...

He's your cross to carry.
Only the devil may care.
He's your thorns to bear.
Yes! He's your thorns to bear.

I stopped the world, I just got off,
Nowhere to go but higher.
With shoulders light, I'll fly just right,
To stay away from the fire...
Because...

He's your cross to carry.
Only the devil may care.
He's your thorns to bear.
Yes! He's your thorns to bear.

Theresa Jackson is a 50ish going on 29 year old lady trying desperately to figure out what to do with the rest of her life. She has lived in Sunny Fort Lauderdale, Florida all her life. She has been married four times and will NEVER pull that stunt again! Due to several tragedies in her life she has a couple of unfinished book projects and a script about these Tragedies that need to be finished. A fire recently gutted her home and took  practically everything she owned and killed the beautiful talking Cockatoo she'd had since it was a Baby! She is heartbroken, homeless, and currently living with her youngest son, Chip. She only submitted these poems as a feeler to see if anyone liked what she had to say. Their acceptance brightened her day and her attitude. She just may go forward with her projects now, and has Aphelion to thank for that.

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