My heart is fluttering as I look in the clear blue sky
I think of her beautiful smile like a sweet apple pie
It’s my time to make a move and be happy about life
You think she will say yes, if I ask her to be my wife
Am I too old to have a second chance on this love
I’m nervous My knees are shaking hands are sweaty
it’s time to make the move, she is so young, so beautiful
She asked, why am I acting so funny? With a curious laugh
I’m not sure what to say, but I reach into my pocket
I go down to one knee. This is not the time to be shy.
If I want her for life I must say the words will you marry me?
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New Normal
There is always a moment — small, quiet, almost forgettable — when the spark stops being a warning and becomes a state. It never looks like a turning point from the outside. It’s not a dramatic shift. It’s not a cinematic beat. It’s a subtle internal click, a recalibration so slight that only someone who has lived this cycle as many times as I have would recognize it.
By Elisa Wontorcika day ago in Poets
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Awww, this was so sweet and romantic! Loved your wonderful poem!
I'm impressed!! Love it!
This is so beautiful. Well done.