Red Flags
I saw those red flags waving.
I should have run away.
But then he smiled, I was beguiled,
and so I thought I'd stay.
The warning bells inside my head,
I paid them all no heed
and chose my path to follow his
wherever it might lead.
I heard the whispers behind my back.
I caught him in his lies.
His silver tongue convinced me that
I shouldn't believe my own eyes.
I wanted him to be true.
Though it could never be.
There were red flags everywhere.
I was just too blind to see.
Now he's gone and I'm alone
with trust issues galore.
So now with a flutter of the smallest red flag,
I run right for that door.
10/11/2023
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2023
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