Sir Ricky's Inspirational Poetry Corner
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She looks out the window wait for her beau,
It seems like he left such a long time ago; Why does it seem to be so very long, As she thinks of what could be wrong; I wonder if he could be working late, He should have been home by eight; But the phone rang with no response, She tried to act of nonchalance; Sitting down did not feel right, Wondering where was her knight; Could there have been a wreck, And maybe call the cops to check; She made a call to the local police, Her concern wasn't able to decrease; They told her the roads were clear, That actually increased her fear; She hangs up and it rings again, Her husband was calling from Spain; He tells her not to be weary, Just ran off with the secretary. Richard Newton Sherrer Copyright ©2003 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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