Dramatic Monologue
If only she truly spent time
with me, if only she had the
chance to know me! Oh, how
those round tables would turn,
and turn, and soon enough, it'd
be much like the wheel of fortune!
Oh yes! No more long nights in
front of the microwave, waiting on
my single serve Hungry Man Meal,
I'd be cooking from the cookbooks,
were it her I called my lady, and oh, she is.
We'd be two peas in a pod,
dancing under the willows and getting
our pictures taken by the roses. How
lovely companionship will be, (yet I still
must meet her.)
I love this poem! Its short and then very powerful and meaningful!
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