Sunday, March 9, 2014

A miss not to miss

She is Paradise

My legs have turned to jelly

How can I catch her?

 

A miss not to miss

What half baked idea do I have

That she will be mine?

 

But gifts such as she

Don’t come, not on a platter

That that leaves no option

 

So I smile at her

Then she raises her eyebrows

I suggest a trip

 

We celebrate

She wears a cute cotton dress

I wear a big grin

9 comments:

  1. Just a big smile...wow...you are the master :)

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  2. Some trips are always good..especially if they start with a grin

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  3. Grinning is good and a cotton dress is cool,

    Elizabeth

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  4. Sometimes the right kind of smile is enough!

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  5. Robin, another in your lively, smilingly naughty appreciations of man/woman relationships, and a doozy. The "legs turn to jelly" was an especially nice use of that word! And I can see you wearing... ONLY a smile? (wink) Amy

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  6. How sweet. I love this poem.... especially that last stanza. But the imagery is great!

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  7. AH yes.. there are possibilities to do a great catch like that... there are those smart misses who never miss the oppurtunity of greatness.

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  8. You are such a romantic and such fun to read, Old Egg. Sorry for the late visit life has gotten in my way.

    Pamela

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