THANK YOU

Let's play the game
With a fresh deck of cards--
Not yours--soiled with neglect
I'm betting everything I claim

Even 'tho the stakes are high
Well,seems I have the winning hand
So--loser--goodbye--
Winner, take all!

Now I'll sing myself to sleep
Don't need your soulful lines--
Once music welcome to my ears
But,in time,ceased to rhyme.

Now I'll read my own maps
And scheme my own schemes
Easier this way--no price tag--
Maybe dream some new dreams
And someday pack my bag.

Now I'll cry my own tears--
There will be quite enough for me
And I'll face my own fears
I don't need your tears of regret--
No, not me!--
But, thank you. . . . . . . .