I Could Tell
I Could Tell
I could tell from my first interview
My dream would be coming true
Liked me and my guitar I brang
And each joyful song I just sang.
Even said how handsome I was
Like everyone else always does;
Looked up and shiny star I saw;
Reminded me of my ma and paw.
Dreamed about a good looking girl;
Sure loved to spin and then to twirl
And when my eyes first met hers
Wanted to be sure what else occurs.
When the dance had finally ended,
Next thing happened that I intended;
Found her slipper made out of glass
And ended up marrying the lovely lass.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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