I did my best to love you
I did the best that I could,
And when you needed a love true
I still did the best that I should.
I did my best to trust
I did my best since boyhood,
But, that belief and teaching went to bust
When alone one day I stood.
I did my best for your desire
I did my best to be better than good,
You became my dream and fire
Then you threw ice on the firewood.
Randy L. McClave
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