Poetry.doc

She strode by bodaciously,

Head held high at the right height,

It was so meant that he saw the sore look

In her eyes,

Little by little he fall in step with her,

Little by little she threw him dark glances,

Little by little he threw back lark smiles and,

Little by little the simple giggles of the bouncy bubby

Caught on,

And she broke into a guffawed brouhaha,

They walked into a cafe for coffee,

Her tender hair beared on her shoulders,

He wiggled and jiggled with excitement,

She calmly slid into the booth and ordered two cups,

A muffin for her puffing friend,

He gazed into her eyes as he ate the glazed muffin,

She slowly sipped, savoring the taste,

It was lovely day to laugh and enjoy.