Malina Rose photo
Four Feet off the Ground
He loved her khaki overalls, her hiking boots and hat,
so altered his agenda to be where she was at.
He knew she was the girl for him, and though he’d never met her,
he knew at once he was in love and that he’d not forget her.
He tracked her to the lunch room, sneaking down the hall,
keeping so far behind she didn’t notice him at all.
He followed her to English class, then slipped into his own.
If it had been left up to him, she never would have known
the strength of his affection. Nor would she have met him.
She would have had no choice to remember or forget him.
From the start, he thought that she clearly walked on air
and one day without knowing it, he followed her up there.
She was two feet off the ground, and with him, it made four.
All across the campus, they were seen to soar.
But when she stopped abruptly, he simply could not miss her.
He forged ahead, bumped into her, and when she turned, he kissed her!
And though at first it seemed that she merely was astounded,
in time, they formed a pair and then they were more firmly grounded.
For dVerse Poets Open Link Night..Some Poetic Fet!
This delightful poem reminnds me of the song, Love Lifts Us Up Where We Belong” Very nicely done! 🩵
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Thanks, Tigress. That is a perfect title for the photo!!!
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A delightful journey and I love the end result. Thanks for joining in.
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Thanks, Grace. Couldn’t resist this photo.
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Haha! What an unusual courtship 😍😍😍
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I find those are the best kind, do you?
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Haha! I’ve never been in such a situation. Got married to my husband at 23, and learned to love him afterwards. 😍
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This was thoroughly delightful!
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Thanks, Dale. So happy that you enjoyed it.
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I love this wonderful story, Judy. It is wonderfully written!
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Thanks, Dwight.. I actually just read yours as well…and commented. Our readings must have crossed.
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You are welcome! Thank you.
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I love the jaunty rhythm and rhyme of your poem, Judy, and the story is delightful, especially the part when ‘she stopped abruptly, he simply could not miss her. He forged ahead, bumped into her, and when she turned, he kissed her!’ There’s something to be said for khaki overalls, hiking boots and hats.
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Oh that was so enjoyable Loved it
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“…so altered his agenda to be where she was at.” – that made me laugh!
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So nice that it ended well, though at first it seemed like stalkin.
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aww, such a delightful piece of poetry.
i imagined them floating too.
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I’m a big fan of well done rhyme, and this was well done.
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I absolutely love this! It is the kind of courtship that we poets seek to describe in poems, that we dream of witnessing in real life and when we do .. it’s truly magical! 😍✨
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who was the guy at central high who made you float without a boat? Tell me … I wont gossip. Ann from Cheyenne
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Absolutely delightful, Judy. The rhyme and rhythm are perfect.
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Thaks, Merril.
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You’re very welcome!
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glad they got together, especially for his sake
much love
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What a joyful exploration of a burgeoning relationship – Jae
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We would ask my parents how they met, and they would laugh and my Dad would say that he walked into the wrong classroom in High School. This made me smile, thinking of them, still together, mostly sitting in the same room, still having some very small adventures, my Mom now circled back in her dementia to again wondering most days who that guy is, and liking what she sees, and my Dad with more patience than he ever had, letting her get to know him. Air to ground to air.
Also like these couplets for this couple 🙂
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This lovely poem is at once, particular, unique and magical, but also embodying the truth about every instance of falling in love – wonderful Judy…
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