THE CONCLUSIONA Poem by Betty Hermeleeand so it goes....I must decide regarding a visit to the gentleman this I shall do in the park across the way ts a sunny day with a cool breeze and the fresh air shall help clear my mind I walk at a swift pace to exercise my wobbly legs the smell of fresh cut grass is luscious and a hint of rose scent is in the air a perfect place for contemplation
I locate a bench under a large oak tree and view the sun as it peeks through the branches thick with leaves I watch people stroll by with prams, tricycles, and roller skates a bit chaotic, I move to a more remote bench not to be distracted from deep thought now I am in a sunny spot where warmth shrouds my shoulders
I remove his note from my purse and read it over and over and try to understand all the consequences it may have on me if I pay him a visit I tally up all the pros and cons and opt to visit the gentlemen primarily out of loneliness yet for affection as well
My day for the visit arrives my body shakes all over I wear my best outfit that does not show my belly a bit tight, yet stunning, with trench coat wads of makeup and a fine hairdo I pace the room several times and look in the mirror I am ready
The cab ride is about fifteen minutes all the while I pick my fingers and powder my nose the cab arrives at his address a Tudor style house with lovely shade trees in front quite a few steps to the entrance I pay the cab driver I ring the bell and wait at once, he opens the door and recognizes me with a smile straight behind him is a pretty woman he introduces her as a friend I feel faint, light-headed, embarrassed, angry I turn around and race down the steps he runs after me and calls my name, he catches up and speaks some words I cannot understand I still run quickly, stop once, look back and he disappears
I am out of breath with sobs and shakes find a bench to catch my breath wipe my tears, wheeze, cough, sniffle what did I do? I blame myself for this visit how shall I overcome?
At long last I calm myself and through all my anguish over all I have suffered, I have come to understand that I am not alone anymore I have a child who is growing in my belly and I hope to have all the love and affection I have missed for so long
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12 Reviews Added on July 11, 2024 Last Updated on July 11, 2024 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..Writing
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