Take a Chance

Go Ahead, Take a Chance and read it to the end: Thirty years from now how would we look? If only there was a way to look it up in a book. I thought about it as I saw you standing there You had an imposing look, an indignant air. My friend nudged me forward to take a chance Were you really what I had been looking for? Or was I, as usual, looking for so much more? All the questions were raised within my mind As I studied your features to see what I’d find. My friend nudged me again, “Give it a chance!” I knew if this worked I’d owe her a big debt And I wondered if I should take this big step. I studied you once again from top to bottom Looking for problems I could run away from. I wondered if you were worth taking a chance. Of course I would show you off to Christine, I knew my best friend’s face would turn green. She’d say, “Where were you when I needed you?” She’d look annoyed, and I knew that it was true And that she wouldn’t have given up this chance I was surprised to see you were so much older I thought to myself, or was I so much younger? Would age really matter between you and me? Neither of us was as young as we used to be. I studied you again, should I take this chance? Would we both look the same as we grow older? Will I lean upon you then with my tired shoulder? I smiled at you shyly and then looked around us. My friend nudged me, saying, “What’s the fuss? You’re not getting any younger, take the chance.” I closed my eyes, wondering if this was meant to be And would you, looking so solitary, open up to me? Would I be able to get past all your built up walls? And when I’m gone all day because my work calls Would you be glad that I’d finally taken a chance? Looking at you, I thought about a cold winter’s day When the weather outside is all stormy and gray And I’d shiver and think about turning the heat on I knew you would warm me from dusk until dawn. Then, I finally knew you really were worth the chance. I shook my head out of my reverie and smiled again. And I turned, looking at you and then my good friend, “I think you can say this one is sold finally.” We hugged and she nailed on the sign carefully: “Last Chance Realty Company, Why Not Take a Chance?” SOLD