Ernesto P. Santiago Poet Free verse

Unsuspected Poet and His Poem On a Napkin

Whilst we, comfortably, sat 
In a not so trendy bar, over a pack
Of Marlboro Light and a bottle 
Of Bandol wine, 
He wrote his poem 
On a piece of napkin, moving me 
To sit closer, next to him, to read it;
His words and style were beautiful
And well-crafted; perfect, for an 
Enameled frame, for my room’s boring 
And empty wall, I thought.

The final stanza, vividly, speaks 
Of his true love
For me….only for me, a promise;
And, he ended it without a period or
A question mark;
Yet, I decided to place a period on it,
Even though he asked me not, but I must…
Upon hearing this angel’s little voice:
“Mommy…mommy, look! 
There’s daddy, with a young lady! 
Will she be my nanny?”

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