Ears sticking out too far and dimples in your chin
Sparkling emerald eyes and that big goofy grin
Standing right next to me, holding me tight
This picture brings my memory back to that night
Laying out in the pasture, looking at the stars
So young and care-free -- the world was ours
Swimming in the creek and late night bonfires
And those rides in your truck, the one with squeaky tires
That last night we had before you went away
Out in the old pasture, wishing forever we could stay
Right where we were, falling asleep under the moon
Waking to the hen that cackled a tune
Lost in twenty years past, that one special night
I don't even notice the turning on of a light
My husband comes up behind me, with his big goofy grin
He says, "Looking at that old picture again?"
I nod and say, "I remember that night perfectly, don't you?"
"Of course", he says, "I told you I was leaving, and you said 'Take me with you'"
Author notes
The "the hen that cackled the tune" inspired the poem but is only mentioned briefly in it...i hope thats okay.
A contest entry
- VARIETY WITH A TWIST by Lyndon.
1100 points, ended December 1, 2007, 19 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Hello, poet.
This is a very readable poem; one where I do not have to make rough guesses as to what the poem is driving at. You have done a good job. Yes, interesting poem of a well-trodden path at Allpoetry!!!
Thank you for entering your love-story poem set in a rural night-scape.
Lyndon of the Winklings.
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Wow
It is hard to believe you are only 15, or is it an error on your profile.
This was brilliant, i loved the flow and the rhyme which didn't seem forced at all
Well done
Lisa
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No, it's not an error.. I'm 15. Thank you so much for your comment!
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Brilliantly written. Romantic and a good rhyming scheme plus a nice ending that leaves alot for the reader's imagination.
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