Sweet with All Wood-Scents
Looking out the window of the train
I noticed a beautiful woman waving.
Everything in me wanted me to get up and wave
at her: but in my mind I said
to myself why, the distance and the odds of her
wishing to meet me would dwindle my chance.
I then jumped up from my set and ran to the caboose
and tossed my phone number and name to her
begging her to call me.
We had arrived in Ryes Town and I went to my
hotel room. My phone rang and it was her! The beautiful
woman that I noticed waving at the train as we passed by.
I was to sing in the Ampitheather that night. I had been having
trouble stay on key: I had noticed
myself going off tune quite often. My "Circle of merry friends"
didn't want me to meet the beautiful lady. We had planned to go boating
and have lunches in the summery heat: but I found
meet this woman more exciting and prayed I
was right because not only was she beautiful she was smart.
and any chance for me to be happy. Knowing someone would
rather me sad and blue. I found myself beliving if
she would ally to me I could
be married
if she outreached to someone I call freind
I would be doomed!
Peat and Bogg!
Cherry Sweet!
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2024
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