A poetic proposal
A poetic proposal?
~
Along a paisley highway
where the rhododendrons live
Upon a curb she waited,
she had something left to give
Her eyes were like an ocean
and you should have seen her wave,
It was just another Saturday,
with nothing left to save
I walked along the shoulder
where her hair was on the ground
Then stopped to rest a minute
with this woman I had found
She said her name was Frieda
but her friends all called her Claire
Though, she preferred Christina,
that was something she did share
I said it's nice to meet you
now, no matter what your name
Cause, I can see you're beautiful
with everything the same
I'm just a lonely poet
who is lost inside a song
I think I see a stanza,
if you'd like to come along
She took my had, we wandered
through her sister's brand new yard
Where another verse was written
and it wasn't really hard
We found an old gazebo
in the park beside a tree
That's when she whispered in my ear
she'd like to marry me
I said I'd think about it
when I had a little time
I was busy with a poem
and just needed one more rhyme
She seemed so disappointed
and I can't blame her at all
When you have found a poet
it is easier to fall
A different situation
that at times can be a curse
A thought arrived about a rhyme
to end this final verse
I looked at her and saw her smile,
my poem it was through
So I whispered soft, into her ear
said, yes, I'll marry you
~
Ok, I got this melody stuck in my head and this is what was riding along on it. Kind of strange, I know, but...that's poetry. : )
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