Love Poem: Predictable
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Written by: Larry Bradfield

Predictable

My lady has always been predictable
Why, I can tell you the clothes she will wear
On any given day of any week
I even know how she will wear her hair

Predictable was also loveable
Then one Spring day she wasn't anymore
Her dress was new her hair was different
She hummed a love song walking out the door

What manner of behavior can this be
Some  investigation would be required
She has her coffee with the girls at three -
And so she did - but Lord she was inspired

Her arms waved as she talked and was laughing
And she had switched from her coffee to tea
Oh, this can't be good I thought as I watched 
Somewhere in this picture there is no "me"

In her new dress she took a wayward stroll
And met a tall strange man down by the shore
She took his hand and looked into his eyes
Now she's not predictable anymore


12-1-19
Contest: Predictable
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter