Jump the GunA Poem by Bianca KingWhen you've already planned the wedding before he's even said hello.The pen! There is an old saying that goes Don’t count your eggs before they hatch But my head is far ahead of that I’ve named them all before I catch
A hen! A chicken has an easier life It doesn’t imagine, or so I believe Because by the time he’s smiled at me I know what cufflinks he’ll wear on his sleeve
Amen! The church bells will ring and ring We’ll be walking down the isle Friends will laugh at me and gush I’ll be the only reason that he'll smile
And then! We’ll celebrate anniversaries in decades I’ll love him forever and name Our children the same as our fathers No girls, I hate when they play games
Oh Gwen! I guess, she’s his girlfriend I see In my head, I guess she wasn’t there Holding his hand, I guess and wow Does she always need to stroke his hair?
Again! I assume I’ve done it again Where I’ve gone too far in my imaginings Before he even said hello I knew the cut of our wedding rings
But when! I get an idea in my mind The writer takes course and tells The story I wish would play out in time Whether torture or death or wedding bells
Take ten! And let me do this again Reel my head from where it’s been “Hello. Nice to meet you? I’m sorry for what I thought. Oh wait. Things in my head cannot be seen.” © 2011 Bianca KingAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorBianca KingAustraliaAboutI am Aquarius. I don't know what that means. I write. I sing. I party. I never take myself too seriously. That's about it really. more..Writing
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