I Want That
I see her with her man walking hand in hand
Their arms entwined, she will be wined and dined,
A kiss on the cheek, her sweet smile.
I stopped, and I stared for a while
And they walk down the street,
Passersby, impressed, then comment, oh that's so sweet.
I want that.
I seek my match, but they all go in a flash
Just not the right one
Just not the right time
But I see love walk by, time after time
And, I want that.
And I wait and I wait for my time to come.
I see couples wed half a century or more
Excitement in their eyes each time their match comes through the door
I look on with tears in my eyes
As I question if this love thing is not all Lies.
But I still want that
poem by Monciana Edmondson
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