A Perfect Love

Still like this one …. sometimes I don’t like my poems when I go back and read them!

Light and Dark

albi aug 2016c

she lived alone in her small flat  
and hoped that she might meet some day
someone who’d love her (and her cat)
– a perfect love in every way

each day while waiting for the bus
she’d tell herself that come what may
she’d find ‘the one’ and be an “us”
– a perfect love in every way

it mattered not if he were small
(tall men are snapped up first they say)
as long as he would come to call
– a perfect love in every way

one night while waiting in the rain
“Let’s share a cab” she heard him say
he liked her and he made it plain
– a perfect love in every way

such happiness now filled her life
they saw each other every day
he asked her would she be his wife
– a perfect love in every way

and through the years…

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