She was basically a good girl
Though for sure she had some flaws
And she fought an inward battle
Never stopping for a pause
Her life always seemed so troubled
And she lived it in the past
She really had to find solutions
To her problems…….find them fast!
The advert on the well thumbed page
She'd not noticed previously
So she wrote and posted her reply
Then waited anxiously
They met underneath the clocktower
Wore carnations just like spies
And she saw in him solutions
When she looked into his eyes
He said "believe in me forever
And I'll make your dreams come true"
So she held his hand and listened
Whilst he told her what to do
He talked on for many hours
Hardly pausing for a breath
He spoke of love, he spoke of life
And then he spoke of death
She woke up hours later
Safely in her home and bed
Had she dreamt of him whilst fast asleep?
Was all this in her head?
She rushed to find the magazine
and then page ninety-four
She scanned it for the ad she'd read
But it was there no more….
Throughout the day it dawned on her
She felt childlike and brand new
And for the first time in her life
She knew what she must do….
In the corner of a cornfield
She sat staring towards the sun
For she knew that in her heart of hearts
Her life had just begun.
Topic(s) of this poem: religion