Different people, different lessons
Knowing the fake from the real is essential
This matter is certainly not inconsequential
Some people come into our lives as a blessing
And some come into our lives as a lesson
There are a lot of fake environments
The surroundings look good but
There is poison in the air!
During hard times
You will see who are your true friends
In essence, when life gets real with you
That’s when you will see who isn’t!
A friend that becomes an enemy
Was an enemy from the beginning!
While the earth is spinning
The enemy moves in stealth
An attractive feature is often your wealth
In reality, we need situations to show us who is genuine!
Different people, different lessons
Knowing the fake from the real is essential
This matter is certainly not inconsequential
Some people come into our lives as a blessing
And some come into our lives as a lesson
Mark Frank
Copyright 2023
Beautiful women can be the aspects of ghosts, as their inner sincerity's hard to expose. Struck by the attractive feature, it's hard for the elegant creature's persona to be personified, character to be characterised. Warped by the untouchable shrine that's hard to define, binds your judgement, leaving you blind. So pleasing to the senses, one's reason is clouded by affection, bound by perception, thus the recollection of the fine line between mind and being visually divine is intertwined. Almost erased, left faint yet remains invisibly plain to the superficially tamed eye. How ironic that the eyes never lie, without the barrier of site, the reasoning of the mind would be hard to defy
I was hopelessly smitten in English class,
By this girl with a boyfriend, a challenging impasse.
She had long shiny locks, the color of auburn,
And the curves of a Ferrari, in a hairpin turn.
To win her away from that boyfriend's lair,
Took getting noticed, to have even a prayer.
A skateboard handstand, provided exposure,
Upside down I zoomed by, as she search four-leaf clovers.
When her best girlfriend, provided the news,
My gorgeous sweet red head, now sung the blues.
That she and that fellow, a thing in the past,
One phone call and BAM, we're dating at last!
Now on to her best features, the theme of this prose,
And the reason I'd eventually ultimately propose.
Then move her from one place to another eight times,
As the wife of a Sailor, a career Navy wife.
Her full lips frame a gorgeous, welcoming smile,
Forty years now, I’ve certainly come to admire.
Conveying kindness, but warning all men,
She’s spoken for, and quite happily taken.
Her most attractive feature has always been clear,
Her warmth and genuinely pleasant demeanor.
She’s a funny gal, and awfully smart,
Four decades of marriage, to my high school sweetheart!