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WHO SHOULD SHE CHOOSE?

 

A world changing in front of me

As I sing these words

A point of view

Honest, humble, serene

Now ejected from the battleground

The lone wolf again

Grey coat, grey eyes

Looking for color on a whimsical parade

Young women in their 20’s and 30’s

Not yet committed to a mate

Looking in their eager way

Who will walk up

Notice their beauty and genius

The stylish way they wear their hair

To “just so” frame the face

Which waits distinctly

Behind blush powders, eye liner and lip paint

Eager to be snatched from the group

Five other girls wonder why

He didn’t give them a try

And off she goes

Butt wiggling high

            Roses seemed a good fit

            Scent of love to a woman

            Lingers from the night given

            To the next few days

            Their senses are stimulated –

            A worthy foe or friend

            Crimson blooms darken and droop

            As she readies for the coming month

            Wondering, as always

            Who she should choose        

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