| Subject: Re: The First Date - (Sequel to Friday at the Bakery) |
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Hope
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Date Posted: 21:49:04 03/24/02 Sun
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In reply to:
Wanda
's message, "The First Date - (Sequel to Friday at the Bakery)" on 12:52:48 03/23/02 Sat
How sweet two hearts
being equal
music to my ears
I hope there's a sequel
Hope
The First Date
>
>This was the night of our first date
>and I was trying hard not to be late
>He had told me his name was Kevin
>and he’d stop to pick me up at seven
>
>I had baked him a lemon cake to go
>the frosting had been applied just so
>I had primped, curled, and sprayed
>on my body my best clothes were laid
>
>At seven the door bell rang its’ chime
>I said to myself, “Bobbi Jo, it’s time”
>Walking to the door in three inch heels
>I noted they squeaked like two seals
>
>Opening the door I gave a big smile
>There stood Kevin all dressed in style
>He wore bell-bottom pants, color blue
>purple silk shirt, black patent shoes
>
>He handed me some chocolate stars
>“Couldn’t decide on these or Mars Bars”
>I told him, “Thanks, and do come in”
>In his hand he carried an old violin
>
>He asked to play some music for me
>that is if I liked it, and would agree
>I sat down on a chair so I might listen
>as he played; his eyes began to glisten
>
>The music I heard sounded heavenly
>It drew emotions from deep inside of me
>The sounds were engulfing my very soul
>As he played, the music took control
>
>No longer did I see the strange clothes
>The music was as sweet as petals of a rose
>I saw tears running down his cheek
>I was so moved I could not speak
>
>The music was coming from his heart
>I hoped we would never be apart
>Just then he put the violin down
>and looked at me with a tiny frown
>
>Bobbi Jo, this is my “thanks” to you
>You have so much ability, you really do
>Your baking talent deserves a prize
>I gave my best to you as a surprise
>
>I sat there stunned, without a word
>I couldn’t believe the words I’d heard
>He appreciated me, he really did care
>He looked beyond the glasses and hair
>
>I knew this was a man I could love
>We went together like a hand and glove
>I smiled at him, his hand did take
>then led him to a fresh lemon cake
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