I Thought She Liked Me

I thought that she liked me for my looks Or how I was well versed in books, And how I had a positive personality And how I was stabilized in reality. I thought that she liked me because I was always there When she needed help or a prayer, I thought that she liked me because I was a writer And because once I was a fighter. I thought that she liked me because i am a good dad And I like seeing people happy and not sad, And also because I enjoy going to church It is where for love and peace I do search. I thought that she liked me because I stay in shape And also because I enjoy to landscape, And I thought that she liked me because I enjoy to cook And also because I'm not a liar or a cheat or a crook. I thought that she liked me because I had a job Because of that I don't plea or beg or ever rob, And also because I am proud and not ever lazy And also because I don't drink or smoke and I'm not at all crazy. But, then after my belongings to her I had loaned I found out that she only liked me because what I owned, And then when I opened my empty wallet with a sigh She just loved me, because what I could buy. Randy L. McClave