Weve Met

I met a pretty red head I wonder is shes dead yet It wouldn't surprise me if she is because we haven't met yet I gave her my scarf A pretty leaf color I wonder if shes shown it to her mother I could see it now, her twirling in a dress Her red hair flowing, no reason to stress She'd look so beautiful In her pretty leaf colored dress Her momma would say "who you tryin' to impress?" And id smile if i heard it because shes not dead yet And i wouldn't be surprised not one bit because we haven't met yet I'm still holding her scarf, im sure shes chilly I wonder if people talk about the scarf that isn't there Everything goes and everything flows with that beautiful mane She'll smile as she passes me by and i smile back but i want to cry Because her eyes are black like the cold midnight sky I wonder if shell look at the stars tonight She probably wont because shes not dead yet And it wouldnt surprise me not one bit Because we haven't met yet
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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September 13, 2015 at 11:49 AM
Such a beautiful, capturing, creative and expressive write that I read it twice. First line, 'if' instead of 'is', 4th from bottom, 'she'll' instead of shell. I don't want anyone to trip and lose the beauty of your poem ... CayCay
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