Where oh where has my baby gone
Where is he
I thought we were going to be married
And he would carry me away
What a beautiful thought, a lovely Wedding Day
But in stepped Fate
God sometimes I hate Fate
And what is Fate
Just a word i am always late
And we had some good fun dates
I can barely remember his face
But he was kind
Yet was I blind
Never meant to be mine
Life can be unkind
(c) Kathryn Madonna
14th day of March 2009
poem by Kathryn Madonna
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