Got prodded by the thorn of a prickly rose
Getting down on one knee produced the ring
The rejection, tears to a stone did bring
If I was bitchy enough I suppose
I’d say its tentacles were bred to expose.
The hurt I felt and how my heart did sting
When I heard the reason for rejection – she was having an on the side fling
Everyone but me knew but would not disclose.
How I felt or what I cared, to this day no one knows.
She called next day to apologise, I totally rejected her peace offering
Slamming the door in her face, leaving her with the proverbial bloody nose!
What a fool, but this I propose
To relate this story – It’s worth remembering
That a bird never flew on just one wing.
C. J. Black
14th February 2013.