![]() Our Election...A Poem by Nicky SartiFor two weeks I helped him. Worked with him to the right result. A win and nothing else would do. It was hard, but totally worth it… We’d meet for coffee first. Then spend time delivering and canvassing. We would the head off for a drink or dinner. Getting close, as close as friends could get. And then I went and made a move, one I had longed to make. I thought I had got it wrong, thought I had made a mistake. But maybe I was wrong, maybe all was not lost. It took time, a long time. But we got there, the night before the election was the night. A beautiful meal, a good sleep and more help with smiles all the way. Until I got the message that sent chills up my spine. He thought he would lose, sure he would not win. My stomach in knots and full of nerves. The count was a next and exciting experience for me. But my fear was in full flow, jinx Nicky might strike again; or would this be 3rd
time lucky? Taking hold of his hand for comfort as we watched events play out. Running into his arms as he won ~ the most jubilant of feelings! Feeling his kiss, once or twice; so calm and so open. Celebrations back at my home. Champagne to congratulate a well-earned victory. Another parting kiss, hopefully not my last either… Yes, that was my election! © 2013 Nicky SartiFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on May 9, 2013 Last Updated on May 9, 2013 Author![]() Nicky SartiNorthampton, Northamptonshire, United KingdomAboutZOMGosh... How long has it been since I posted on here?!? What am I like? I am so sorry guys! So... I am still here (just about) I am still trying to keep my hand in when it comes to writing etc. .. more..Writing
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