The Wall On Which We Sat

Thirty-seven years ago Her vibrancy did glow Even seers could never know What seeds of love would grow An invitation then to dance Lured me from my seat Lifting me from nervous trance On two left handed feet No chit nor chat could there be had With this delightful vision Her blue eyes and her ‘way out’ hair Instilled in me decision Come outside, so we can each Hear what the other says We talked sat on a low brick wall Enrapt in tender ways She laughed at things I talked about And laid on me a kiss The very kiss that brought to me this everlasting bliss 15 September 2022 Contest: An Anniversary in an ‘A’ form Sponsor: Sara Kendrick