Love On An Overpass
This is a tale of love so rare the kind both lost and found,
A story too big to keep inside or even on the ground.
As I traveled the road on my way to work one day,
I read a sign that I saw, to see what it had to say.
On the overpass was left the sweetest note that could ever be,
Someone had painted “I love Marv” for all the world to see.
It was a message too big and real for on a tree to carve,
And I thought that this must be some great guy this lucky guy named Marv.
To evoke such a passionate message to be left on an overpass,
He must be quite a guy and now it seemed he’d gotten quite a lass.
Her unmatched love has caused her now to risk both life and limb,
To dangle the edge while tempting fate to leave this note for him.
Such loving dedication is in this world too seldom seen,
But it is what we are all searching for in this land of broken dreams.
There was something new a few days later when I traveled across this road,
I saw there was a change to the sign and to the message that it told.
It seems that overnight the V in Marv had somehow grown a tail,
Now a Y was there in its place and could be seen from the trail.
The sign it seemed was now dedicated to a lovely girl named Mary,
Marv’s love for her displayed, I hoped, would never need to vary.
It was a great thing and it warmed my heart when I thought of their plan,
To honor each other and dedicate their love by using a store bought spray paint can.
And even though this lucky Marv had only made one mark,
His love was real and could be measured as coming from his heart.
And I’d hoped for them that their love was a long and lasting bet,
This single dash Romeo and his spray can totting Juliet.
But it seems that Marv’s efforts weren’t fulfilling for his one true Mary,
A single swipe from him just wasn’t enough for her wavering love to carry.
Soon after there appeared a change to what the sign had to say,
The Y had grown a leg to the right and it was now turned into a K.
It seems that Mary’s love of Marv must have only been a lark,
For now her heart was given to some other guy named Mark.
Poor Marv, I thought, his heart must have shattered just like glass,
But that’s what you get when your love is displayed upon an overpass.
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