by Kim Pasly
My message to my future man (if there really is one out there). Thanks.
| Meet You
"Where shall we meet?"
One little girl asked
"For I am serious darling.
Please don't look at me like that."
"When shall we meet?"
A pretty lady asked
"It's because of fate my dear, what it has told me.
The cards said something bad
And I don't want you to leave me."
"Why shall we meet?"
A woman once asked
"I mind my own business and I'm busy at that.
I don't play games with my work or our hearts in a hat."
"How will we meet?"
A mother yearns longingly
"I feel like I could die in each day that will pass by.
Trying to live for us like two lovebirds apart from each other."
"What did we do to meet each other?"
An old woman recollected
All her memories with the love of her life
All of it recorded in her notebooks
Slowly as she finished reading
All the entries that projected
Like a theater play inside her mind
The ending sentence reads as follows, "I'm glad I met them to stay with me."