Some

Some took her to a buffet Where she could eat and eat all day, But, I instead took her out to dine With the finest food, and wine. Some were ashamed of the clothes that she wore They weren't new from the store, So, proudly I went out and bought her new clothes I then gave her a rose. Some people always put her last First always they placed the exes of their past, But, I instead always had put her first With pride and honor from me she was immersed. Some enjoyed giving her pain Whether physical or mental upon her it did rain, But, unto her I could never or would never cause her hurt I could never treat anyone like dirt. Some enjoyed to always use her As a cook, a maid, a chauffeur even a mother, But, of her I could never take advantage She was my bandage. Some had promised then swore her the sky And she always believed in their lie, But, wherever she was promised bound She always ended face down on the ground. Some saw her only as needy and stupid As she always searched for the arrows of Cupid, Never did I, or would I treat her as dumb But, then there are always the some. Randy L. McClave