There is someone for everyone
or so it seems.
I see it all the time.
I look at the odd couples
and wonder;
what drew them together?
Was it fate?
Was it lack of choice?
Is it the potential they see?
They are seemingly happy,
certainly more than me.
They have something I covet.
Something I long for.
I hope it is yet to be for me.
I don't look down upon them.
I actually stand in awe.
For in their mismatched coupledom,
they have achieved;
something that eludes me,
or so it seems.
I see it all the time.
I look at the odd couples
and wonder;
what drew them together?
Was it fate?
Was it lack of choice?
Is it the potential they see?
They are seemingly happy,
certainly more than me.
They have something I covet.
Something I long for.
I hope it is yet to be for me.
I don't look down upon them.
I actually stand in awe.
For in their mismatched coupledom,
they have achieved;
something that eludes me,
something that inspire me,
something that gives me hope.
That the same thing may
one day happen to me.
something that gives me hope.
That the same thing may
one day happen to me.
3 comments:
Thank for this wonderful peom.
Thank you for being you.
Ray
Yes there's someone for everyone . . . so who the hell is holding out on me?
Grin.
I know exactly what you mean Russ. There are many more frogs than princes.
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