First Date: A Pantoum

by joetwo

Waiting silent at the door

Slightly wilting flowers in hand

Nervous over what’s in store

Here is where he makes his stand

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Slightly wilted flowers in hand

Slowly great door opens wide

Here is where he makes his stand

Sees the beauty there inside

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Slowly great door opens wide

Meeting father’s horrid glare

Sees the beauty there inside

Shrinking in his intense stare

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Meeting father’s horrid glare

Beauty walks with radiant glow

Shrinking in his intense stare

She emerges set to go

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Beauty walks with radiant glow

Nervous over what’s in store

She emerges set to go

Waiting silent at the door

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