First Date

Waited restless all day long
With nervous twitch and silent song
For Jane had said a definite yes
Thought she’d decline I must confess.

I barely made it through the day
My pulse was racing thoughts would stray
To protocols on my first date
For starters better not be late.

Inspection in the mirror near,
Instructions from my Mother dear,
She straightens tie caresses hair
And Father grins from favourite chair.

He hands me keys to precious car
And says he’ll leave front door ajar,
Then tells me not to be too late
And wake him with the squeaking gate.

I hurry to Jane’s nearby place
Observe her Father’s watchful face
In silhouette through open door
And wonder now just what’s in store.

He sits me down and quizzes me,
And really leads me up a tree
He sounds so stern, and yet he’s not,
My pulse is racing, forehead hot.

Then Jane appears in flowing gown
Miss Universe of this small town
She kisses Father, doting Ma
Then strides majestic to the car.

I fumble keys a little while
While Jane turns on resplendent smile,
Then courage catches up with me
We’re off down town and fancy free.

“© copyright Ian Grice 2012 all rights reserved”

17 Comments

  1. Your poem brings back memories for all of us, I’m sure, and so beautifully written, Ian…it also reminds me of my daughter’s first date with her current boyfriend (over a year ago), looking from a parental angle! 🙂 I found you through Eric’s blog and glad I did!
    Lauren

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  2. Loved this Ian! You captured the innocence of youth so well–anticipation, fumble fingers, all of it! From my side of the coin, I had thoughts of, Will he think I’m pretty? Will we have something to talk about? Is he going to expect me to kiss him? What if he’s a jerk? LOL Nicely done!!

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      1. Well, I don’t think you give yourself enough credit for your wonderful talent my friend. Thanks for stopping by and viewing my pictures.

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  3. Beautifully captures in verse and rhyme, what many young men go through. I hope you don’t me saying – she is quite a smasher! Lucky fellow 🙂

    ‘Innocent days’….Hmmmm (rubbing my chin)

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