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Peaches and Cream

She was looking my way, I had nothing to say,
Though I'd dreamed that this day would transpire;
With her beaux all around, why would she look at me
With such interest and playful desire?

She was heading my way, what on earth would I say
To the prettiest girl in the town?
And how could I bear all her sunshiny hair
Or her eyes, speckled golden and brown?

I thought, "This is the one! Mercy, here comes the sun!
If I stare, I shall surely be blind:
Though I be somewhat plain, if she choose to remain
I'd be last in the county to mind."

Then my eyes turned away as she sweetly did say
Pretty phrases I cannot recall;
And I mumbled replies, though they might have been lies,
Since I cannot remember at all.

Of that bright day in May but one thing I can say,
She was dressed in a soft yellow gown;
'Twas a lemony hue that was buttery too,
And with eight shiny pearls buttoned down.

Then I asked if she'd dance at the Cunningham's manse,
At the ball on the fourteenth of June;
She replied, "Oh, how good! Yes, I certainly would;
And I hope I shall talk to you soon."

What a wonderful day! Still with nothing to say
I just whistled an old happy tune;
Having primrosy dreams of sweet peaches and cream
As I counted the hours of June.

(Written February 12, 2014)

Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst

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  1. Date: 2/21/2014 5:23:00 PM
    This is a lovely piece of poetry, Isaiah! The rhyme is perfect, and the smooth flow of the words seems so effortless. A beautiful write, my friend!...Thank you for the great comments, and for my placement in your recent contest. I appreciate it very much! :)

  1. Date: 2/19/2014 1:58:00 PM
    Sounds like a wonderful memory/story, whichever it may be. I'm sure that old happy tune was just enough, until the next dace ;)

  1. Date: 2/16/2014 12:16:00 PM
    there is nothing wrong with subtle,!! I really loved this poem, Isaiah.

  1. Date: 2/15/2014 8:39:00 PM
    wow, is THIS the yellow poem?? The peaches and cream threw me but then I started seeing those SWEET yellow images. I loved how you describe this sunny lass. VERY good writing.

  1. Date: 2/14/2014 9:34:00 AM
    This poem reminds me why I fell in love with your poetry in the first place.Your verses are like a beautiful song which I dont wish for to end..I can hear this poem in a song whilst a sweet couple hold hands in a June's sweet dance.Of course Im going to favor this

  1. Date: 2/14/2014 9:09:00 AM
    wonderful expression of young love Isaiah great pen hugs

  1. Date: 2/13/2014 6:15:00 PM
    You know men ask women all the time what makes them fall in love? I tell you for me.. its the look on a man's face when they fall for me, it's that look which makes me love them! [Mercy, here comes the sun!/If I stare, I shall surely be blind:] not their looks or their car or their money- how they see me:) Light & Love

  1. Date: 2/13/2014 3:57:00 PM
    a wonderful poem with masterful internal rhyme. this poem deserves to be read aloud but it sounds great any way you read it!

  1. Date: 2/13/2014 10:51:00 AM
    Nice description of a springtime infatuation. The title reminded me a bit of the song "On the Boardwalk in Atlantic City".

  1. Date: 2/13/2014 10:33:00 AM
    This is great Isaiah. This happens to many men when a pretty lady approaches them.....Have a great day Tim