En route to Market by Daryl Seldon
for Silke
A butterfly flew fast through my view and as it shooed issued ‘coo-coo’!
Dazed, amazed, I stayed the way a visit to pay the fairest maid.
Few steps elapsed before a black, magnificent cat did cross my path.
It started to bark! The cat did bark! Or has my heart and brain infarc’d?
Onward I jogged through densest fog till prod the paw of the oddest dog,
In chase of fowl but ceased his prowl to bow and proudly vowed ‘meow’!
Scandalized, I wiped my eyes but met the same surprising cry!
Yet pushed aside my mind’s demise pursuing the apple of my eye.
Beautiful eyes, delicious pies, for she I did this morning rise.
I sent a text to my friend, my best, that he might check my mind’s arrest:
the cat barked loud the dog meowed
the butterFly coo-cooed on by
what could make my mind so crazed
as to the market I make my way???
He peered inside his learned mind, versed in cure of every kind:
you’re but in love with this lovely maid
with the beautiful eyes and tasty cakes
so be at ease and make your way to the market and say,
Happy Valentines Day!
Meow says the cat and goes for the cream. I found the man of my dream. 💜💜💜
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