A Handsome Gent Poem by Edwina Reizer

I came upon a handsome gent
trotting on a steed of white.
I waited to see if he’d retrace his steps
until the hours of early night.

But when I saw he came no more
I went home quite depressed.
When morning came I decided
to pursue again my quest.

So back it was to the meadow fair
to wait for the stark white steed.
And once again the gent came riding
But he stopped so the horse could feed.

Brazenly, he asked of me
if I knew how to ride.
Before I knew it, my heart a sighing,
I was on the horse astride.

Off we went to a place of quiet
where we passed the hours away.
We met this way on every morn.
And then there came a day

when the handsome gent with steed of white
who had traveled over this land,
was on to new adventures and I thought
“just like every other man.”