Never Had a Way With Words
Never had a way with words, no matter how I tried,
Each time I met a girl I became tongue tied.
In my mind I had it sorted, knew exactly what to say,
But as I tried to speak, I knew I had lost the day.
The opportunity was often there, of that there was no doubt,
But the bit twix brain and lip, stopped words from coming out.
Maybe if I was good looking, an athletic sort of guy,
They would see me differently, I wouldn't have to try.
But when I was a lad of seventeen, six foot, thin, with spec's on,
The army taught me how to fight, girls, they made me numb with fright.
T'was many years before I met the girl who was for me,
Love at first sight, an old cliche, was very true for me.
She untied my tongue, gave me a song, I was weak but she was strong,
I loved her then and love her still, a union made by Gods own will.
Family looked and sneers were passed, they said it wouldn't last,
How wrong they were, we're together still, more than forty years have passed
© Dave Timperley 2013
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