Love Poem: My Kind of Fella'
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Written by: Cheryl Ann Ross

My Kind of Fella'

I remember in my heart the first time we met, I thought,
“He’s just not my kind of fella’”.
But I knew I was wrong, when on our third date, he sang to me,
“The Rest Of Mine” acappella.

I knew right then,  that he had my heart. There was no way
 of turning back now.
But I really should have listened to the words. He was 
telling me, that he knew I would end up hurting somehow.

He knew that he wouldn’t be able to be here for me,
after it was all said and done.
As much as he loved me, he knew then and there, that I
would end up sad and alone.

A couple of weeks later he moved far away, but when he left, he left
me his shirt.
I slept with it at night, held on to it tight. Silly, but it
took away the hurt,..

Of the lonely weeks that I spent there without him, while 
waiting to be by his side.
Little did I know that in a short time I would
end up being his bride.

A few good years were spent in his arms, feeling so 
safe and protected.
But the inevitable was yet to come. When I married him,
this I accepted.

It happened so fast, it seemed like a flash. He was there
one minute, and then he was gone.
It’s been two years now, and I’m still wondering, “Was I really
supposed to be alone?”

And now there are times when I’m sad and lonely
and nothing can take away the hurt.
I listen to that song, lay my head on my pillow, and cling
tightly to that old tattered shirt.