Panagiota Romios Poet Rhyme

She Wanted To Be a Nun

SHE WANTED TO BE A NUN


After graduating from eighth grade,
She wanted to be part of the novitiate,
of the Holy Sisters of Nazareth.
Dad put his foot down loud and hard.

How she went from that, to nurse,to 
teacher ,to comedian and bellydancer?
Are eternal questions to which she just 
cannot find any answers!

Who knows what her zany future may
bring?
A palace, a Mercedes? Better yet.
perchance a loving, handsome king?

She has no unicorns of fairies dancing 
in her house.
They are all on vacation now~so the
poet's only companion is a cheese-loving,
visiting field mouse!


               November 15, 2019

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Gershon Wolf November 17, 2019 at 6:01 PM Are you sure was supposed to read this? thought that it might be 'nun of my business!' Smiles, Gershon Panagiota Romios November 19, 2019 at 2:42 PM El Professesor. You have a word missing in the first sentence..or am eye wrong?)) I told you many times you should be a comedy writer. Comedians buy jokes. I did not have to...I was one LOL (Laid Out Laughing) Panagiota

Ts Poetry November 17, 2019 at 11:29 AM This is so funny because I was just telling Leanne that when I was in 8th grade I was thinking of becoming a Priest while at St, Christina Panagiota Romios November 17, 2019 at 11:46 AM Thank you for sharing this. How dead of you. Panagiota

Robert Lindley November 17, 2019 at 9:00 AM This is true poetry, born of a true and finely talented poetic heart. Yes, our wishes, hopes, drams and fantasies are a part of us and especially so for true and dedicated poets! Great poetry my friend, a gem and a fine fav too. Panagiota Romios November 17, 2019 at 10:21 AM Greetings Robert. You know very well I go about questioning my poetic ability all day. I can't throw any words on a paper.and go woo-hoo? Would that I could.what a profound and loving comment... Panagiota x

Quoth Theraven November 16, 2019 at 4:48 PM Panagiota, I like this poem and storied fate. The riddle asked. Why not revere like the nun, live in home as a palace, drive like it's a Mercedes? Why not dream like the mouse? -Richard Panagiota Romios November 16, 2019 at 5:04 PM Richard, you are a true riot with phemonal ideas. PS. I do like cheese. Actually, I write nothing...it's the mouse that does. I don't exist at all. Panagiota is a figment of your imagination. We are all riding unicorns feigning sanity...LOL

Charles Messina November 15, 2019 at 7:41 PM LOL...Love the ending to this Panagiota. You had me interested from start to finish. Nice poem! Love Charlie Panagiota Romios November 15, 2019 at 8:14 PM I wanted to be a silly-heart for a change. I agree it was a fun write and read. Thank you, Charles Panagiota

Caren Krutsinger November 15, 2019 at 12:39 PM This made me happy; it has s song in its midst; I could almost sing it. Panagiota Romios November 15, 2019 at 2:26 PM Oh, Caren, glad to hear it! A song, really? Wow Happy Thanksgiving in advance, I know yours will be great. Panagiota