It’s Some Kind Of Wonderful

I know you will read this and wonder what males it so wonderful and why is it a love poem. I don’t want to explain it all to you; I believe that with careful and diligent reading you will eventually see. Read on my friend this is seven months

It’s Some Kind Of Wonderful

I walked the lonely stretch of road

Turned no where, just walked with my heavy load

Showed no end, no promise ahead

Sun scorched my feet and the sign I read

One mile ahead, yet it seemed much more

Miles I had been walking, miles galore

Exploring new turfs strange to me

Keen to uncover what I would see

I then saw a light, small but clear

No flickering, just a beam and when I got near

Didn’t hesitate, I went right in

Opened the door because I had been

Faint and weak from the sun

Went in with no knock, I wanted it be done

On the inside there was a chair by a fire place

Not yet lit but it seemed like the perfect place

Down I sat and rocked and fell asleep

Evening had gone when I cracked my eyes to peep

Resting there had been so great I thought that if I fully awoke

Figment of my imagination would be revealed like a morbid joke

Unlikely occurrence though, it was a reality

Life was now a place of comfort, refuge from the drudgery

This Card for You


 


 

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