Love Poem: Love and Irony
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Written by: Anna Hopper

Love and Irony

Knee high to a grasshopper
Not an ounce of grace
In a split second he would swap her
For a pretty face

She asked him to play
And drown a worm
Not today, he would say
As he'd fidget and squirm

Swimming in the pond
Flat as a board 
He couldn't see beyond
The appearance, she ignored

Years passed by
As they tend to do 
The pond became dry
Her visits were few

Her Bags packed
College bound
He had slacked
Stuck in town

She would return
When the moon was blue
His stomach would churn
This feeling was new

The once ugly duck
Now a swan
Drove an old ford truck 
Too often gone 

 a tough row to hoe
All the boys knew it
could cook, hunt and sew
And he had blew it

 once freckled complexion
Now a creamy tan
Intent with direction
No need for a man

Determined to court
Full of ambition
Still a good sport
Though she paid no attention

More years passed by
Her beauty faded
The pond still dry
He sat and waited

There in the distance 
He saw a figure
His body tense
He couldn't be sure

The blinding sun
Delayed his sight
Could it be the one
To his delight

Humbly aged
Same sweet soul
Just a different page
For him to unfold

Youth had passed
Along with beauty
Vanity in the past
He could barely see

She sat by his side
And whispered in his ear
I'll be your bride
Though he couldn't hear

He wore a grin 
And squeezed her hand
Their time was thin
But love was grand