April 7, 2009

• Buttered side up!

  Grey-tinged shadows
  followed on the path
  flowers danced in color
  in the aftermath

  The sun, while spotty
  sparkled the branches
  he wondered aloud
  what were his chances

  Arguing was a sport to him
  giving up so few
  he challenged her intelligence
  and made her face turn blue

  He knocked upon her door
  the black hinged rustic one
  The look in her eyes
  He knew he’d won!

  ©  Laurie Buell

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