Today we had a chance to chat
Her smile was so contagious
She told me of why her absence
The illness sounded so outrageous...
The travels that she had been on
Opened up her skin pores to a parasites
These caused her insane discomfort
Through her days and through her nights...
Now mind you Sweet Constance is no slouch
One look and you'll say she can handle herself
Mine eyes can look through that exterior
See that lady with the softest of interior...
My track record with ladies as of late
Well that is to say that my heart's fate
Is to be connecting to ladies aged thirty nine
For they are like the tastiest grape on the vine...
Next month, on the first of September
We will go out to breakfast, my treat
I'll do my best to make it a day she'll remember
Hopefully giving her memories lasting and sweet...
We can either bus, take her car or walk
Arm in arm, hand in hand, as friends talk
Her beauty and youth, my age, matter nought
For her friendship is cooling on days hot...
Today we had a chance to chat
So bright was the sparkle in her brown eyes
Just to spend quality time with her
Makes ever brighter my brightest blue skies...
JJSweets 27Aug21 18:58hrs
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