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Silver Singles Date

I finally hit 70, a widow.
      Dating, maybe I'll get thrown a bone.
         I am tired of waiting and being alone.
            A little nervous, I couldn't wait.

   I primp, as I look in the mirror
      Wearing a new dress, hoping it's a success.
         I make sure my silver hair is in place
            And perfect eyebrows I trace.

   I practice a wink, a smile, a wave,
      A greeting, as I near the mirror.
         I look out the window very impatient.
            Finally he drives up and knocks on the door.

   I rush, open the door and chuckle.
      Wearing highwater dark pants,
         Orange, gray and white strip fuzzy socks,
            And funny yellow crocs decorated

   In Snoopy and Woodstock
      And letter charms spelling out
         ~Take me, I'm yours~
            I told him he had the wrong address.

   I should have known.
      I'm okay on my own.
         I like my own company
            I can survive without having a man.


6/21/2021

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M. L. Kiser

June 27, 2021 at 8:23 PM

Oh....this is good, had me cracking up! I can picture this. Enjoyed.

Ann Foster

June 26, 2021 at 1:50 PM

This was sad and funny... and sad and funny. Perfectly written... I so agree.. wrong adress... :) You are okay... Prayers for your day, now and forever. Lovely roses and flowers at your door, for no reason, except that you deserve them. Ann

Marikate Kingston

June 22, 2021 at 1:03 PM

I love the lines that begin with" In Snoopy and Woodstock" with the letters spelling out-Take me I'm yours" (I think I had those letters, which always fell out) Funny images all the way through. It would be fun to draw your poem as it reads. I loved it so much!