Trolley Dolly

Christopher Robin’s thinking of Alice
But she wasn't with him there 
Alice was above the Indian Ocean 
Ten thousand feet up in the Air,
Working as a Trolley Dolly
First Class Section, Exotic Air Line,
Mixing with the Jet Set and
Finding life suited her just fine.

She’d joined the Mile High Club,
Just to give it a try
Wondering if making love was different
Performed way up in the sky.
So many beautiful people seen daily
In her normal working life,
Maybe the  chance of becoming
A very rich man’s wife.

Alice loved her occupation
Of which she was justly proud
Until one day her airliner
Just disappeared into a cloud.
Christopher Robin mourned his Alice
Thought of all those things he didn’t say
Then he sadly closed his heart
And let life take him on its way.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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December 4, 2022 at 12:35 PM
Poor Christopher Robin, how sad this poem ends,,, but lets hope he still had has his friends.... I am sure Pooh bear and Tigger would help him get by..... and as for poor Alice, not a good idea for her to fly.... am sure she coulda found a rich hubby down here by and by........... Interesting poem Terry. Does Alice's plane get found in the sequel?
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December 5, 2022 at 1:13 AM
wasn't planning to Wen- cant think of a way to do it.
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