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One Heart’s Journey

Esther Spurrill Jones

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Copyright 2017 Esther Spurrill Jones

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Dedicated to my husband Mark. You are the great love of my life.

Cover photo by Robyn Jones



The World’s a Stage

Sometimes my life is like a fairy tale:

Some days I win, while other days I fail.

There are days it is a comedy;

At other times, it seems a tragedy.


The Wrong Partner

He holds me close,

And I stumble

For I was dancing another way.

I try to follow,

But it doesn’t feel right.

My feet are strangely heavy—

They don’t want to go his way,

So I pull away.

Who Should I Be?

I wanted to be in love.

I wanted to make you happy.

But you were never satisfied.

It wasn’t real.

You didn’t want me.

You wanted me to change.

I can’t.

I won’t.

I quit.

Role of a Lifetime

You picked me, 'cause you liked my looks,

To be the leading lady in the movie of your life.

You were the director, and you wanted me to be your perfect star.

There was no audition that I knew of, so I thought you wanted me for me;

But I'm not an actress

And I couldn't play the part.

Breaking Up

I wish I missed you, but I don’t;

I’m forgetting you.

I wish I grieved for what we had;

I’m relieved you’re gone.

Did I love you?

I don’t know.

I was not “in love.”

I wish I missed you,

But I don’t.

I’ve forgotten you.

He Wasn’t For Me

He wasn't at all my ideal guy,

Not everything that he should be,

But I allowed romance to blind my eyes.

Things for me he always would buy

As if he could buy my heart's key;

He wasn't at all my ideal guy.

On my shoulder, he would cry;

He'd say "I'd die if you left me,"

So I allowed romance to blind my eyes.

To keep me near him, he would try

To control my life, make me be she.

He wasn't at all my ideal guy.

When we talked, he often would sigh;

He didn't want to understand me,

But I allowed romance to blind my eyes.

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