Men and Women

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Through out time, one thing has been clear

Men need women and women need men

The soft touch of her cheek, the muscles of his arms

Not only need but desire and want each other

More than that, hunger, love, help to stay alive

Each man, woman, has their charms

Men and women together survive better

Yet all about, I find people without a partner

Lonely figures, busy trying not to show it, lonely

Why can’t we be friends and lovers, living as one?

I’ve been alone; it’s very rough, though not very long

A life long friend, my wife, left me for a newer body

Her body failed, quit working, she had no choice.

There I was, no one to talk to, no one to tell good news

No one ask advice. No one to lean on those cold lonely nights

My mom called and said, I’m coming for a visit. A happy affair

But I cried. And I cried. I had no one to tell

My best friend, my wife, was not there to tell the good news.

Five children, all grown, abundant grandchildren, yet I was alone.

How could this have come to pass? I knew I could not last.

Being alone was a problem. I handled it fast, finding a new partner.

The woman I found, my best friend, now happily my wife.

Not lonely anymore, I have some one to tell the good news

A shoulder to lean on, someone I can care for and help out

So why do some men, some women, not have this, a partner

Why no shoulder to rely on, someone to stay strong when they’re weak

Are they so ugly that they have no friends, no one ever thinks of them

Or do they push those that would get close farther away

Hold them back, martyring themselves and that lonely friend

Is it fear of a relationship failed, again and again?

I’d rather fail than never begin, a no beginning never wins

No man nor woman have I ever met that I could not befriend

Some are too treacherous to deserve my help, those I do not address

But men and women everywhere, normally aren’t treacherous

Those I have met are worthy of my help, friendship, and comm.

Taking a wife or a husband is a commitment, they’re never perfect

You have to grow them up, while allowing them to grow you

For it to work, at least one, should be two, needs to decide it will

Then one, better two, make it happen despite heaven or hell

Reach out to a friend, make the call, send the letter

Even better, visit them. Say hello and talk things out.

It’s a lot of work raising a wife. I know, I’ve done it. But I’m sure

I’m totally positive it was an easier job than raising me.

Growing me up, raising me has been picked up by my new wonderful wife.

No one who reads this has any right to be lonely, nor to complain

There are many wonderful partners just wanting to be found.

Life is better with a good spouse, no one can argue, I defy them

A decision needs to be made, a new direction determined

Single, walking alone or together walking hand in hand.

Make the first move, create a new life, together you can

Find yourself that lovely woman, that handsome man, do it soon

Sanity is survival, a spouse is survival, a spouse is sanity.

Can’t figure it out, I’ll help you grow up, help you locate that person

Get you going, winning, turn you over to your spouse.

For guidance, references, common sense, contact the Poet,

The Poet

©2009 Carl Watts

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