Shannon

Love lasts forever, isn't that true Shannon asked that once of me, And with a smile on her face I then spoke with no haste, I said yes, and too her I did agree. She was a child, but knew not of truth And she wanted that story to be so true, As sadly her own mother has been With yet so many, many men, So about love, Shannon had not one clue. Though she read it in books, and heard it in stories Maybe that's why Shannon was so confused, As she always saw her mother With yet again, a different lover, So poor little Shanny the truth she never knew. Love lasts forever, to me she cried As she showed me a picture of another man, Though the picture wasn't of me or her father So she wept for the pain a little longer, As she wished, her mother could just understand. The church said marriage is forever, Shannon spoke Not only for a second, or a minute, or just a day, To her statements I nodded and I agreed And I told her, to her words always do heed, And then in my soul, for her I did pray. As the day will come, when she will be a woman And I hope not like her mother that she loves, As all Shannon wants is too be loved forever By one man and not one man after another, As one love for her, will always be enough. Love lasts forever, that's what the bible has said As Shannon ran to me with a smile upon her face, God, he will join two souls as one And they will be forever from dusk until dawn. And never, will they ever fall from Gods great grace. I want just one man, to come into my life That I will love with all my heart and soul, The man who will always be at my side Even though we might argue and fight, But one, and I swear I will never let him go. I will never use my man, Shannon then did swear And never will I put anyone above him, I also promise I will not be like my mother As my man I will love only him and no other, And all I ask from him, is his love to me send. Love lasts forever, I do believe that now As Shannon spoke with happiness in her mind, She then slowly closed her eyes Then I could see the tears as she cried, As she wished, and prayed for that day in time. She spoke with wisdom of age, when she spoke About a forever together with your love, She told me one day she would enjoy it all And never will she let her love fall, And never from her one love will she have enough. Poor little Shannon, the sadness that she has seen Not even allowed to know her real last name, She was never given a father to love Only different men, to know and then hug Poor little Shannon I pray, that you’ll know his name. Randy L. McClave