I know she lies
She promises, she smiles, she beguiles,
but I know she lies, and through her smiles a child hides.
She says she'll be there for me, care for me,
but when I call, she's never there.
Sometimes she telephones and I gush.
I smile even though I'm on my own.
Well, life is so full for her, you see,
she hasn't time to spare for me.
Then came the change, work found me.
I became sought after, head hunted!
I worked long hours, socialised, danced.
I became whole and my life was full.
She called me one day to complain,
said I'd ignored her needs,
done her ill deeds, was never there for her.
So I cancelled all my meetings,
bought a train ticket and went to visit.
When I arrived I'd become invisible; ignored.
She promises, she smiles, she beguiles,
but I know she lies.
poem by Ruth Walters
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