Poetry

My Girlfriends Now Are Other’s Children’s Mamas

My girlfriends now are other’s children’s mamas, They’ve married well or broken up in pain, The love we shared no one can now take from us, For that alone I’d do it all again. My girlfriends now are other’s children’s mamas, Love let us down, oh! what a price we paid, And yet we’re friends (we never were piranhas), Of all those loves my wife’s the one who stayed. My girlfriends now are other’s children’s mamas, I think of them sometimes with deep regret, We’re older now, sensible as pyjamas, We still are friends though we’re apart, and yet I…

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