A New Adventure (Same Old Story)
Miles and miles over the road;
Hoping the fair princess
Can discern in this hapless toad
Inside loom love and kindness
Along with old pain and mischance.
But to worry a bit of brie
Along with, just maybe, a dance,
Would be any true man’s dream.
So, a road trip in a new September
A start of something special—
Or an adventure to long remember?
Two empaths to closely encounter
And perhaps co-mix their life stories;
High hoisted on tenterhooks,
Dreaming of better glories.
So All Ye, All Ye, In Free! I’m going to fair Slidell.
Wish for me your best and let’s see what a fortnight can tell.
–“It’s still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do or die.
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by.”
Posted on September 4, 2017, in Poem and tagged best intentions, best wishes, brie, Casablanca, dance, dreamed-for love, frog, happily-ever-after, history, hope, long drive, love, pain, princess, roadtrip, September, Slidell, take a chance, tenterhooks, toad. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.