Wendy at the window sill
Anxious looking down the road,
Was he working next door still?
Ferrying another load?
Saw him working yesterday
Muscles rippling body straight
Glancing at the heavens grey,
Had to finish, couldn’t wait
She had to go where he could see
Her weeding at the entrance way
Heart now pounding, could it be
He’d ask her out? Oh, happy day!
Richie loading up his van
Dreaming of that girl next door.
Has to meet her if he can,
Would she like him, he so poor?
Slowly down the road he went
Searching hopefully ahead,
Mentally his pleadings sent
Hoping that his thoughts she read
There she was by yonder gate
Standing watching as he came
Now’s the moment, this is great
Would he ask her, was he game?
Wendy waves and then she smiles,
Richie slows and smiles as well.
By that smile she he beguiles
Suddenly in love he fell!
Stopped the van and called to her
Wendy came now all demure,
Words came out his mind a blur,
Hope he made sense wasn’t sure?
Flashes smile and nods her head
Rejoicing in his faltering words,
Processing the words he said,
Shooting stars and singing birds
After work they both agreed
To picnic by the river bank
Valentine would onward lead
Their happy future him to thank.
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Hi Ian, I love poetry and it was refreshing to read yours this morning. I am new to the bloggerspere and I hadn’t really thought it would be a place to enjoy this side passion of mine! Thank you for a moment of imagining and a memory of the awkwardness of first love. I hope your health checks all have a good report. Kind regards,
Lauren Macdonald
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Glad you enjoyed this poem Lauren. Welcome to the blogging world. There are many interesting bloggers on the internet and I’m sure you’ll find other blogs to enjoy too. 🙂
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Absolutely delightful poem, Ian!
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Thank you. 🙂
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Another lyrical epic style poem – with a sweet message, NICE
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Glad you liked it Jane. I haven’t been keeping well so put the poem together in a hurry so I didn’t miss out on my Thursday deadline for posting. LOL. I was hoping it turned out OK.
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It turned out fine. I hope that your malaise is curable as we don’t want too much interruption into your blogging !!
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Star-crossed lovers. Nice poem, Ian.
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Thank you Cindy, knowing your writing professionalism I’m humbled to know you liked it.
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You are too kind. It’s our avocation.
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Posing and posed. The fear and hope. The move. And all turned out well. Lovely story. 🙂
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Oh yes, we remember “the moves” from long ago Eric. Sometimes it didn’t turn out as hoped but we soon got over our humiliation and tried again until at last things worked out for the best. 🙂
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Very enjoyable.
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Thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed my poem. Threw it together in a hurry as these past couple of weeks have been health check weeks so didn’t have much time for blogging. 🙂
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