Mr. Right Poem by Martha Rivera

Mr. Right does such a person exist?
Or is it a simple figment of our imagination?
Mr. Right what ever girl longs for every since they were young.
Pretty little dreams of white weddings and church bells,
A girl dressed in white in the arms of the man she loves.
I had a dream like that once,
It was quickly shattered when I had my first brush with love.
But just like little girls, I kept dreaming.
Dreams filled with hope
Dreams filled with joy
Dreams that maybe one day I’ll be able to have what millions wish for.
All I want is love, that‘s my dream, my wish.