Contest: Mingle, sponsored by Constance La France. Written 5/9/26.
I stopped and stared as saw him from a far As he was getting out of his fancy sports car My heart skipped and felt my body tingle I knew I must try to meet him and mingle I followed him into a vintage antique store A store full of eclectic treasures and more I was right behind him as he held the door I smiled as he winked, not sure what’s instore I decided to try and search for my collections Old cookie, jars, antique prints with no imperfections I found an old Currier & Ives cat print that is rare Brought it to the front desk, set in an old armchair I heard a man behind me ask if I collect many antiques It was him, from the car, as I turned with flushed cheeks I told him I do love to shop at antique shops and mingle He is so handsome, friendly and hopefully very single He asked if I would like to join him at the coffee shop It was a fun day as we shopped and mingled nonstop That was our first date before I became the love of his life Today we’re back, celebrating twenty years of being his wife
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