POEM: SURRENDER

Oh, the nights were dark and cold, When my love was gone. And life was hard to hold When my love was gone. I was wise, I never gave What they teach a girl to save, But I wished myself his slave When my love was gone.

I was all alone at night When my love came home. Oh, what thought of wrong or right When my love came home. I flung the door back wide And I pulled my love inside; There was no more shame or pride When my love came home.