Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

Waiting For Pat

She was waiting for Pat to come around.
To figure out that she was the one to be found.
He left with dollies on his arm, to the boats.
She did not mind, he was sowing his oats.

I will always be here, she thought, and rightly so.
She had nowhere else to be, nowhere to go.
Other men invited her to do this and that.
But she was saving herself for her friend Pat.

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L Milton Hankins October 10, 2022 at 8:40 AM Hmmm...maybe she needs to explore some of those other men who invite her "to do this and that." A little "this and that" can be very interesting! Caren Krutsinger October 11, 2022 at 2:00 AM A whole lot of interesting! Better than waiting.