Plan in place:
give her roses,
ask for dance.
Easy? Not so much.
Courage finally summoned
towards night’s end.
“These are for you”
he awkwardly mumbles.
Speechless, taken by surprise,
giving hug in return.
He stumbles back
in shy retreat
only then realizing
he had forgotten
to ask for that dance.
My 55 word treatise was based on a true story.
(Sorry G-Man...I know you prefer this to be fiction
but I did take some liberties with the loose facts)
No names were used to protect the innocently awkward.
Now, honestly, who could be afraid of her?
I wish you all a marvelous weekend.
Please think of me as I begin my usual work weekend of 3 12's.
If you don't here back from me, you'll know why.