Adrift

I need a man of my own So I won't be alone Anymore. i need a man of my own Who never wants to roam From my door. I need a man of my own Who's content to be home Like before. Baby, can't you see You're drifting 'way from me Your unanchored heart Is becoming so lonely Too long did you wait You're noticing too late That being adrift Is not a pleasant fate. So, when rescue comes I hope that you will run Right back to our door And your roaming will be done. (c) Practicing Poetess poetry All rights reserved