Marie works in the Last Chance Saloon
working to midnight, starting at noon
all the patrons know her by name
that special waitress is her claim to fame.
With a soft smile that brightens the day
a good sense of humour, come what may
long blonde hair tied up in a bun
a body to match that’s just built for fun.
A widow at thirty, still in her prime
she doesn’t worry, she still has time
always being chatted up she takes no mind
she hasn’t met anyone she thinks is her kind.
But one day it changed, as a matter of course
in walked Leroy, a rancher, and his horse
six foot and handsome but quiet shy
walked in alone, Marie wondered why.
Sat in the corner, ordered a meal
to Marie he definitely looked the real deal
this man was different chatted all night
Marie was smitten knew he was right.
A strong craggy face been out in the sun
charming blue eyes so full of fun
he raised the courage to ask her out on a date
“Ok” said Marie but can’t stay out late.
Thirty years later a lifetime, it seems
her marriage to Leroy
was the stuff made of dreams
six children later, the love was the same
never regretted taking his name.
Hard working rancher from dawn to dusk
always came home covered in dust
Marie always waited with baited breath
for her man to return for a night full of lust.
The love still kindles in both their lives
Marie a true tribute to rancher’s wives
Leroy always husband, lover and friend
Marie and Leroy together to the end.
- Author: cully45 ( Offline)
- Published: December 3rd, 2023 03:59
- Comment from author about the poem: Just a few creative words
- Category: Love
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