Plan in place:
give her roses,
ask for dance.
Simple, right?
Easy? Not so much.
Courage finally summoned
towards night’s end.
“These are for you”
he awkwardly mumbles.
Speechless, taken by surprise,
she smiles,
giving hug in return.
He stumbles back
in shy retreat
only then realizing
he had forgotten
to ask for that dance.
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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.
16 comments:
Terrific poem! Love that he never asked for the dance, but at least he got up the nerve to offer flowers. I like to think maybe she ended up asking him. :)
boys are such silly creatures arent they...smiles.
A lovely story and a lovely 55.
(And a lovely pic too!) :)
That's a beautiful picture! She looks like a doll!
Your daughter is beautiful. and that was a great story. :)
If I were a guy of about her age, I'd be terrified.
Aw...what a beauty! Your 55 brought back a lot of good memories. Sigh.
So Darlin...
Save the last dance for me!
Loved your 55 Polly.
Real-Life is just fine...:-)
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
She is quite beautiful so that could be a little scary.
I hope your work weekend is mild.
Ahh, and she waited so long. Sweet 5.
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Oh I bet he could kick himself!
Mine's up too.
lovely picture ! and good 55 ! thanks.
Awww....poor kid.
Great poem! I have a feeling that so many of us relate to this story. At least I hope so :-)
she is beautiful!
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