
Not only long out of date, but long out of dates!!! Sad.
Widow’s Night Out
Her act that night when they first kissed
branded her an optimist.
She had rehearsed all afternoon
with an old rubber balloon,
then visited the pharmacy
just to see what she could see.
Believing that she lacked the nerve,
and feeling slightly like a perve,
she finally bought the dreaded thing–
shaped like a cap bound by a ring.
Yet sadly, seven years hereafter,
it’s simply grounds for rueful laughter,
for her wished-for evening’s ending
has been perpetually pending
until alas, it is too late.
Her dreams, it seems, are out-of-date!
The photo prompt was to photograph something with a name on it.
I see “TEAR HERE” on the photo. I interpret that to mean “CRY HERE”. A wonderful poem!
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Ha
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Even with a willing — nay EAGER partner — the logistics get so complicated and the various ailments, aches, pains, and broken bits … well … you are very far from alone! It’s good we all have a sense of humor!
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Ha.. I know. I had a chuckle when I found these poor relics.
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A sad tale😂
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The ruefulness has kindly neglected to factor in everything that also makes it seem like being run over by a sharp, odorific Jeep.
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Which do you mean, Carol.. the act or the lack of it?
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Relating!
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What is it?
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Ha.
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