Sometimes I sit here and think of memories gone by,

Was I so bad in what I gave, if not why do I cry.

I tried to give from my heart and gave all I had,

To make others happy and when they were so sad.

Was it the words that I used when I gave them with care,

Or was it the words I didn't use that didn't seem fair.

My feelings I never could express as they should be,

But the Love I did give was so easy to see.

They all do treat me as if I'm not there,

I still have feelings and I really do care.

By John E. Mingo Sr