This is a bit bonkers, but I didn't do a Prose for Thought poem last week, so thought I'd better make the effort this week, as it's Valentine's Day on Sunday. I'm really not very romantic, though, and that got me thinking... I've really never been very romantic, so I dug out this silly rhyme I wrote 20 years ago, when I was a teenager, I've had to change it a bit, as it had got a bit dated, but the rest is exactly as I wrote and I thought it was quite funny, coming from a 17 year old!
I require a man who's six foot two,
With hair that's blonde and eyes so blue,
Or maybe dark, with a brooding stare,
Or, short, or tall, or thin or fair...
I don't think I really need a man,
But each day becomes so hard to plan,
Where to go and what to say,
'So where is your young man today?'
The dinner parties with the empty chair,
'Well there should be six, it's only fair!'
The Christmas cards are signed by one,
And the late night movie's not much fun.
Maybe I should try to be happy and free,
It's not always a bad thing to just be me,
It's everyone else who thinks I should be two,
But the single life is ok too.
In that dark corner where spiders lurk,
And the insect spray just will not work,
Independence is long since down the drain,
And you think you are going quite insane.
Take heart, dear friends, and fear not,
At least you're free to squeeze that spot.
Be brave, turn around, and if he's not there,
Rely on the love of your teddy bear!