The Old Man In LoveHe was an old man dieing
Dieing all alone
With no one to come and see him
Or talk to on the phone
All he had were memories
Of a love that once ran true
The memory of a lovely girl
Her name was Emmie Lou
He was young when he had met her
Her long and pretty hair
Those pretty lips gorgeous face
And eyes that made him stare
Her daddy thought he was a poor boy
That could never do her right
So he sent his Emmie Lou away
In the middle of the night
Where have you gone my Emmie Lou
From his chest his heart was tore
He packed up the pieces of his heart
And headed off to war
Countless nights he would stay awake
So he would not dream of her face
With her beautiful eyes staring at him
And her with all her grace
He made it through that great war
With not one single scar
But was not a whole man
Not in any way… not by far
All I want is my Emmie Lou
No other is good as she
No other love is better love
As the love with her and me
And so he sits all alone
Waiting for the day
When he can hold his Emmie Lou
And they can fade away
To die broken hearted
Wouldn’t that be a shame
Cupid’s arrow is poison
He is deadly with his aim
One day while setting at a park
Looking into the crowd
The old man heard a voice
It wasn’t really that loud
But it was the voice of an angel
This he knew was true
For that voice that he heard
Was that of his Emmie Lou
She still looked just as beautiful
As the day that they first met
Sunlight shining in her snowy hair
On a park bench is where she set
He walked over to his angel
And said do you remember me
She looked up with tear filled eyes
And said with so much glee
I waited on you all these years
I knew you would come back to me
I always believed in my heart
What was meant to be would be
And so they sat so in love
Even in their old age
And that’s the end of their story
Love had written the final page
Shanea Cornett
Shanea
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