I went to bed a single woman.

Went out single woman.

Today,woke  up a single woman.

Returned home a single woman.

They called me single.

Do you know that single woman?

Why is she still single?

Will she ever get married?

I became a metaphor for the unusual.

Woke up single, went to bed single.

Single was not a problem for me.

Still searching for my identity.

Single was a problem for mom.

They called me single woman.

I called me single woman.

I refused to settle for less.

I wanted a well -rounded man.

I guess my parents got.

tired of my condition.

Now I can take care of myself.

Goodbye single woman.

I decided to bide goodbye to lonesomeness.

Goodbye single.

I shall not see you again.

Published by edochie99

A Registered Nurse with over twenty years of hospital experience, an author with Masters Degree in Nursing,also Bachelor Degree in Nursing,graduated in 1996 from USC,University of Southern California.MSN in 2009 University of Phoenix.

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