I used to be a person who would not compromise. There are only a few things now that I won’t. Personal values may sway a bit but when it comes down to the end, I stand strong. I think inherit beliefs and values stick with you forever.
He only spoke promises, such rhetoric.
They aren’t coming back. I should have known. A loving family with a mom, dad, a sister and brother for me. What is it they say –too good to be true? I should have known, just like all the others, a few days and then I’m back here. It’s not always my fault. This time I should have just stayed quiet, not answering their questions with the truth.
No one believes the truth. They think things like that couldn’t possibly happen to a girl my age. A lot of things did, and whenever they ask, I don’t lie. I tell them of my past.
A girl so young shouldn’t have a past. Her life could have been loving, with a nice school, birthday parties, and friends.The girl looked out to see a fourth hope driving off. She was getting so discouraged. No one was going to believe her, or take her into their family when they knew what she’d been through. I have to tell no one, not again. They just think I’m lying. I’ll just keep everything to myself. The nightmares won’t let me forget, but I can try to hide the rest.
A few weeks later, another prospective family came. They looked friendly. She decided she would do or say anything to get out of the facility. The matron walked beside her to meet them.
Sweet, of course
Calculated, of course
Failure? Not an option
Long? You can only hope.
It’s just part of a plot.
The older woman not to blame
She’s happy to take his name.
He on the other hand is crafty and young
But on this day his hopes are hung
On marrying, then leave the old lady
A scoundrel is he? Well maybe.
You see his family’s fortune was taken
By the first husband of this maiden.
I admit it was hardly her fault
But try to stop him? She did not.
All she knew was he had money to spend
Where it came from she didn’t intend
To question, just enjoy.
Now she was loved by a different boy
Young and handsome, oh what joy!
After the wedding vows were spoken
He knew his wife’s heart would be broken
But all he wanted was revenge
And all her money he would scavenge
A broken heart did not concern him
Even though her future’s dim
Not his problem when he absconds
With the money, stocks, and bonds.
She was always in the mirror
Wished her beauty was much clearer
Then dreams of love from the Prince
He wouldn’t need to be convinced
To notice her, but she was plain
With such a spectacular brain.
She needed to be transcendent
Dress in something with an essence
Do her hair a special way.
Would he see and turn away?
She didn’t know that he had spied
And looked on her as future bride.
Appearances can be deceived
But her knowledge he perceived
No need to shirk his princely duty
Brains were his idea of beauty.
#JusJoJan Daily Prompt – Jan. 20th/17
I admit to wearing leggings and socks
Otherwise my knees tend to knock
I don’t wear gowns with too much lace
To sleep, no makeup on my face
My goal is warmth so legs will rest
Keeping me up, they do their best.
I never shut the bedroom door
Unless my company has to snore
So privacy is not on my list
Got claustrophobia, get the gist?
So even if someone took a peek
They wouldn’t find what they seek
At bedtime I am fully clothed
But then, I am not betrothed.
Younger days when being married
Nightclothes over years were varied.
Soft and sexy is how it started
After kids those gowns departed.
Privacy with kids is hardly abled
So sexy attire was often tabled.
Now I can dress for myself
But still have some things on the shelf.
Ok, I give up on spacing! It never looks here like it shows in the preview. What’s up with that?