Three Minus One
Men's love I now no longer trust,
And find I give no thought to lust,
I'm older, wiser, undeluded,
And live a single life secluded.
When I was young and I could feel,
Then men would vie and men would kneel
And beg me then to be their lover,
And tell me they could love no other.
And three times did I give my heart,
And three times did it fall apart.
Each man thought that he was the one,
I waited till the love was gone.
Love bloomed and then was overblown,
And now I'd rather be alone.
For given most love fades away,
The rose has thorns that always stay.
Now I am strong, my heart secure
from those who'd leave me sad, for sure.
I've lived and loved and now I'm free,
Three minus one, that just leaves me.
Mine
