Treasure Island

Cecelia Weir

(March 19,1955 / Fayette, Alabama)

Ole Lonely Me


Ole lonely me was not at home
When love came knocking at my door.
I felt the pains of yesteryear
I didn't want to love any more.

Ole lonely me was not at home
My heart was already fulfilled.
My life was filled with memories
Of the one whose love was stilled.

Ole lonely me was not at home
The day my love came by.
I missed the chance to make someone happy
I chose to make them cry.

Ole lonely me was not at home
To receive the greatest gift.
I was somewhere believing I was it
Instead of believing he said I'll lift.

Submitted: Saturday, March 09, 2013

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Inspired by a friend.This person missed life; both ways, by allowing their past to affect their everyday future.

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