The Perfect Proposal
The Perfect Proposal
For us girls it’s the day
We patiently await
When the perfect proposal
finally comes our way
Faceless as yet
We only picture the scene
Our life long imaginings become
Realised dream
No flowers, candles, ambient air no
Lengthy speeches, fluted champagne
All believed to make the day fair no -
Only simple words spoken
At guileless pace
Direct to the heart
Setting fireworks off
Across the sky they race
- Mummy when I’m a big man
Will you marry me?
A tear in my eye
I squeeze his chubby thigh
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