My Greek God

Trying To Join My Pathway To A Greek God 16 years old and full of hope, it's 1977 I began my journey to college by bus From a sleepy little village in Devon Excited new students jumping on board But then, I was transported to heaven A gorgeous young man with sun kissed hair Sat down beside me, after paying his fare He had a swimmers' physique with golden tan Surely a Greek God and not merely a man? His Summer was spent on the River Teign Which had bestowed him a body so very lean, Broad shoulder muscles filled out his shirt, I do hope at college they'll teach me to flirt! The next morning I save him a seat and then wait Alas it stayed empty as he preferred Kate, The natural blonde with a model's figure, Oh how I wished that I had grown bigger! On icy mornings he even gave her his jumper I wished I could wear it, and prayed that he'd dump her But he never did, and my college course finished Our pathways parted, and my love diminished Years and years later in 2002, When I was selling the tickets to enter the zoo A man who was next, he asked for a single My heart did a skip, and a thump and a tingle There was something about him that I recognised Yes, it was my Greek God, I remembered those eyes! But nothing else I could see was remotely the same No muscles, no shoulders, and no hair to tame He wore a Man United shirt, stretched over his tum, Covered in tattoo's even one that said 'mum' His flip flops worn flat under his weight Three quarter length shorts and a shuffling gait That was the boy that had made my heart pine? He had chosen a pathway so different to mine I chuckled to myself and sighed with relief, To be happily married to a man with some teeth! Cheryl Darby 19th April 2015