I wrote this poem for and about my Scottish Ex-Wife.

Didn’t know what you had

Until you lost it,

Didn’t know what you owned

Until you got it,

Didn’t know of your sins

Until you fought it,

Didn’t know what you needed

Until you sought it.

Didn’t know your lies

Until someone spoke them,

Didn’t know of the truth

Until someone wrote them,

Didn’t remembered your dreams

Until someone awoke them,

Didn’t know they died

Until someone chocked them.

Didn’t know you had guilt

Until you cried,

Didn’t know you felt sadness

Until you tried to hide,

Didn’t know you felt shame

Until you lied,

Didn’t know you believed in GOD

Until you asked him why.

Didn’t know you felt sorrow

Until you shed a tear,

Didn’t know that you were scared

Until I saw your fear,

Didn’t know that you hated

Until you were near,

Didn’t know that you were unhappy

Until you looked in a mirror.

Didn’t know who you truly were

Until your ways you sewed,

Didn’t know that you were evil

Until the truth was showed,

Didn’t know you did this before

Until I saw all of your woe,

Didn’t know who you really were

Though I wished then I did know.

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