JUMP ON IN

A pretty young teenage girl,

Who didn’t know her own beauty,

But one boy desired her curls,

He would protect her, as his duty.

 

On the city bus, he thought of her,

As she rode a lemon car with a price,

Waiting for her to be at their work,

Pancakes she handed out with a fork.

 

He was amazed with her smile,

He believed, as was not in denial,

That she would be his princess,

That he wanted her and nothing less.

 

He knew it would all come together,

That he would guard her and never,

Lose his faith and love towards her,

 Sipping his hot chocolate giving it a stir.

 

He could see the future in her eyes,

As lunch hour came, now with fries,

That work shift ended too quick,

Wanting to ask her out, as he felt like a brick.

 

But she knew, and said “Jump on in”,

As their lives, would now soon to begin,

Down the street, his heart was beating,

Being a passenger, in her car of seating.

 

The air freshener of roses it smelt,

He was transfixed on her as he felt,

Hoping they would hit all red lights,

Then her hand touch his very tight.

 

When you desire, your heart is on fire,

His bride, eight years later he admired,

For her courage to give him a ride home,

As he would soon write so many love poems.