She speaks of skirts and dresses
And outings by the sea;
She speaks of curls and tresses
And ribbons flowing free.
She speaks of her successes
And all that she could be;
She speaks of nonthelesses
But never speaks of me.
She looks at morning's start of day
And colours in the sky.
She sees the flowers by the way
And graceful birds that fly.
She watches children gay at play,
Amid the hue and cry;
She looks at breezy trees that sway
But never looks at I.
She thinks of odes of poets told
And relishes with glee;
Tales and yarns of sagas old
As classic scripts decree.
She ponders oft of heroes bold,
In awe of them is she;
She thinks of wonders to behold
But never thinks of me.
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Author:
ASJ (Pseudonym) (
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Comments5
Good write Alan.
Should I meet her? lol.
Just my luck Eh Steve? Thanks for reading the story of my life!
Best wishes for 2021.
Ex animo, Alan
Great rhyming tale of love on the rocks - -- a first class read my friend - -
Hi Fay.
'That's the way it goes' as they say. Thanks for looking in.
Have a great new year (we must do the best we can). I hope all goes well for you.
Ex animo, Alan
As you stated above, sometimes “That’s the way it goes” although a rather unfortunate feeling.
Great writing, maybe slip this two her and allow her curiosity to spark the desire to notice you.
Hey Bragee
Thanks for reading and commenting. Great advise. Hope you find all that you are looking for in 2021.
Kind regards, Alan
Top Job Alan. Have a Happy New Year.
Hi Jerry,
Thanks for your welcome support. Belated birthday wishes to you and have a happy and safe new year yourself.
Kind regards, Alan
Wonderful emotive words Alan, she does not know what she is missing.
Andy
Yes Andy that is so ~ only trouble is neither do I! Have a great year in 2021, I know that you will look after yourself.
Ex animo, Alan
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