an acrostic poem for my husband, prompt:bizarre
By rights, I was too old for love,
Irrevocably scarred by loss,
zealously committed to my solitary life.
And then you said hello,
reached out to take my hand,
recalled that I liked violets,
emancipated my heart.
Prompt Subject: First date jitters
Word(s) to use: bizarre or bizarrely
Word(s) not to use: excite(d, ing, s), nervous(ly), sweat(ed, ing, s, y), kiss(ed, es, ing)
Other requirements/restrictions: none