a story to tell

A Story To Tell I have something to tell, Call it poetry or a story Either way at the end you'll feel sorry It begins with the beautiful face I saw that day And ends with the same Only the end is a sadder ending for a happy story She was feeding the pigeons Her face caused the sun to shine If I go on in this line You might end up in love You'll probably fall for my rhyme And I should warn I can't offer you any lime She offered me a cake, called it honeybunch I said why not call it homeybench, It's shaped like a bench and it gives a homey feel She laughed, I thought we clicked Asked for her digits, You know to talk recipes, she didn't give a struggle I had em with a smile, I called these greenlights It's like we zinged on all angles I leaned close to steal a kiss or two Pushed me away with a heartbreak look of love Sorry I'm married she said Well this is a rather sad end To a happy romantic story that never began I guess I'll have a better story to tell next time And we leave it here And walk past this bench and never talk about it again # written by Jedidiah # 30 days poetry challenge # poem 5