A bump

A bump in my road,

I took it in my stride,

a lump as my heart plowed,

couldn’t ignore as I seek a bride;

It is good to be single,

yet can’t take down,

the for sale sign to mingle,

shaming the town’s frown;

what is my life’s worth,

that I have nothing to show,

failures toss me back and forth,

am I to seek solace from another’s low;

need to change now, I’ve had my share of the fun,

yet no remnants from those beautiful days under the sun.

 

 

 

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