To The Ladies...

This poem is copied with the permission of the author.

May I be the first to say
Things should have never been this way
I know that what you need is so much more
Not rolled up in a ball, crying on the floor

Roses and choclates are nice
But not all the time
There are days where I know you need to be held tight
That when you cry a river
I need to be your dam
Why shouldn't I expect this from myself
if I'm going to be called "your man"?

On behalf of every man
I apologize ladies
for failing at doing all that we could
Especially when you needed us there the most
I don't want to ever see you cry again
It makes me question
what kind of man I am
When my lady is crying at night
and I'm not being the man I know I can be

Talk is cheap
I know I've done plenty
When will my actions show that I care?
Because everytime I mess up, I just show up
with red roses and think that solves the problem
But it doesn't
There's so much more to it than that
If I claim that I love her
How often do my actions match?
Or do they at all?

This is for all of you
Every broken heart, every shattered dream
Every tear drop fallen over someone who can't be who
they should be
I apologize
I can't explain the reasons why
I don't know them myself
You are my queen, what makes me smile
But I have been a fool

I won't take this love for granted
But if I have to get down on my knees
for you to hear my plea
My apology
Then I will

Ladies, I am sorry
from the bottom of my heart
Let no man treat you wrong
If it could be possible,
can I try this again?
Could I have a fresh start?

By: Chris Crane