(603) Oh Precious Love Poem by Melvina Germain
(603) Oh Precious Love
I saw him sitting across the room,
knowing a meeting must happen soon.
I stood up and slowly walked toward him,
a little nervous, sipping my glass of gin.
He looked at me with a pleasing grin,
I noticed a sensual dimple in his chin.
I said, Hi have we met before?
No, but I noticed you when you walked through the door.
The conversation began and as the night went on,
we smiled and talked until the break of dawn.
Many years have passed and I still remember,
our first meeting in the month of September.
Our love has grown through the years,
built memories, raised children, shed a few tears.
Our first meeting is a memory we’ll never forget,
for it gave us a life of absolutely no regrets.
Some times you know from the very first glance, you walk over and it's the start of a perfect romance, how sweet are those moments when we take a chance...10
That first perfect meeting....in memory, of course...lives forever in our hearts, and music plays softly in the background...and we dance...the dance of love.
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5/2/2024 6:35:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Mel, how wonderfully you reveal the way that you met your husband to be. This is an enchanting poem of how it is suppose to be. None of us every know where or when love is going to hit us. We only know when it has. Another wonderful poem. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David