We Made it Here

We Made it Here

A Poem by Queen Extreme of the ImagInation

 

Will you still love me when Im old and gray?

Will you be there on one of those days?

 

It seems we waited forever to get here

There were times when it was so close

You were so near

 

So close and so far

Now we are who we are

Husband and wife

After nine long years

 

You pursued me

I fought you every step of the way

Until finally

I gave in

It was on that warm August day

 

My sister and I were at the tattoo shop

Your best bud was there

He would not let us leave

You came in and swept me off my feet

 

We did not care about our audience

We finally had the chance

After so many years we meet

 

It took one look

One stolen moment

Now here we are

Living for the moment

Seizing the day

 

Here we are together

Facing the fear

Together until death

For many long years

 

 

 

© 2009 Queen Extreme of the ImagInation


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This was nice straight forward and to the point i liked this piece

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well since it has been mentioned, I won't mention it again. Great poem. Flowed nicely. Liked it a lot.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Loved this poem, well written, just noticed one typo. 7th stanza 1st line you have ) it took on look) I think you meant to say ( it took one look) anyway enjoyed reading your poem.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Queen Extreme of the ImagInation
Queen Extreme of the ImagInation

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I'm just a down to earth city girl living in a country boy's world. Although I must say my husband has done a wonderful job of breaking me of my city girl habits. *chuckles* My husband travels a lot b.. more..

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