Oh, I met a woman, beautiful was she.
Hair the color of the night sky,
Her eyes sparkled with mirth.
Her confidence echoed so loud.
I met this woman today,
Her voice strong and straightforward,
She wasn't shy, she wouldn't smile,
But oh how gorgeous was her mind.
I met that woman today,
No concern of what other people would say.
Her handwriting so messy,
She was always so busy.
I wish to meet that woman again,
Perhaps ten years from now.
She's my future self, after all,
She deserves to see me proud.
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Comments3
Well written and clever!
If I met myself ten years later, I would arrest myself.
Now that beautiful woman I dumped. I wonder if I should, maybe not.
Beautiful and a poem of the inner self. Nicely done
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