Just One More Chance

Just One More Chance

A Poem by poetforlife

Five years old and in time out

you throw a fit and cry and pout

mom let me out and I'll behave

One little smile and then you say...

Just one more chance, I promise you

I'll be so good, you won't know what to do

Wrapped in my arms, I squeeze you tight

I'll give you one more chance to make it right.

Sweet sixteen, you're lying there

you touch my face and wipe a tear

A little one might be on its way

You drop down on your knees and pray....

Just one more chance, cause we're so young

we weren't plannin this, just havin fun

We'll live our lives to make you proud

Just one more chance, God grant it now.

I pack my bags and load the car

the walk to where you stand seems far

I hug your neck and kiss your cheek

through broken sobs you try to plead

Just one more chance, don't leave me now

I'm beggin you, we can work this out

I'll sacrifice anything I can

for one more chance, to be your man.

© 2009 poetforlife


Author's Note

poetforlife
Another country song that I'm working on. Still need to do a bridge for this one.

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wow,,, i didnt read that it was a song.. i was just stummmmmed by the words... and they
were raw, and heartfelt...mygoodnes... .....

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I'd love to hear this put this to music. Wonderful lyrics.

I pack my bags and load the car
the walk to where you stand seems far
I hug your neck and kiss your cheek
through broken sobs you try to plead

Love These lines here, This is wonderful.
I'll look back after you finish with your bridge.
Wonderful write.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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This creative process is such a great outlet for me. You can pretty much tell my whole life through my poetry. I love to write. It is water, breath and air to me. It's the cheapest form of therapy I k.. more..

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