A Violette- He Was Nineteen
He met her in Dallas
In the Silver Palace
Said her name was Alice -
He was nineteen
She said,"Let's join forces!"
He said,"I ride horses -
We've seperate courses,
You are pristine!"
But she had known lovers
And seen 'neath the covers
Of more than most others -
Places unseen
He said,"I herd cattle
My brain's 'bout to addle
From sittin' a saddle
And in between."
But she wasn't worried
As he hadn't scurried
Or left as he flurried
In the extreme
She learned of things ranchin'
Taught him the styles dancin'
And rolled her eyes glancin'-
Tearing saline
They wed 'midst great laughter
And promised love after
The years would move faster -
He was nineteen
3-28-18
For Mick Talbot's Poetry Contest "A Violette"
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2018
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