Sunday, 9 March 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

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8 comments:

  1. humbird9 March 2014 at 19:56

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

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  2. Jae Rose10 March 2014 at 07:58

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

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  3. Anonymous10 March 2014 at 10:38

    Grinning is good and a cotton dress is cool,

    Elizabeth

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  4. Belva Rae Staples10 March 2014 at 12:59

    Sometimes the right kind of smile is enough!

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  5. Sharp Little Pencil10 March 2014 at 17:56

    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. Unknown11 March 2014 at 05:02

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

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  7. brudberg13 March 2014 at 13:26

    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. flaubert15 March 2014 at 21:01

    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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