"You're much too nice", she said one night
while standing on the porch.
He'd hoped a kiss was on her lips,
instead she dimmed his torch.
The years flew by, and this "nice" guy
grew nicer every day,
And the girl on the step has no regrets
and kisses him everyday.
Friday, January 16, 2009
How lucky am I? - by Sandi
Posted by Sandi at 11:31 PM
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1 comments:
Sandi, A very nice commentary on the results of respecting such a "nice guy". I am sure that he has no regrets and that he has enjoyed all these years making up for that one moment. Nicely put!
MK
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