Composed 9/7/17
Description: A belated response to the Daily Prompt: Anticipate.
If only I could anticipate your conversations
I could practice interactions to simulate elation
For I yearn to be in your good graces
To be admired — not one of a million faces
All I can do is watch your reactions
But I black out after failures to muster attraction
They seem to offer only confirmation
That your mind is engaged with other fixations
Scraps of Paper 
been there, done it, watched the video,
how it hurts I do not kid you
apart from getting down on bending knee
or writing notes, begging, look at me
what I did was no longer pretend
walked right up and said “Be my friend”
48 years later here I am
a loving wife, a family man
believe in yourself, and it will be
that one day you’ll end up like me.
in love, 48 years of happiness
but oft we were put to the test
if love is true it will win each time
I’m still hers, and she’s still mine
© MET 17/66
the truth
make it yours
you’ll have fun :)
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Thanks for the encouragement! Maybe someday…
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Just a quick word to say I LOVE THIS POEM!
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Aw, thanks so much!
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