January 23, 2012
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Saving Seats
This poem is hot off the presses. I finished it today in class. Actually, the entire poem was written in one class or another, which is fitting. My favorite thing about this poem is that it can apply to any age: grade school, through high school, onto college, and whatever classes adults may be in. Heck, even the nursing home! I hope you guys enjoy.
She sits on the other side of class today.
The other side seems so far away.
Though often, a glimpse, I can see,
I’d much rather have her sit by me.
Forgive me, if you think it wrong
That I have, the whole class long
Tried to keep her in my sight;
But I cannot, try as I might,
Focus on what is being taught.
For she might have what I have sought.
I have a feeling that behind those eyes
I might find truth, not more lies.
From her beautiful hair, to the shoes on her feet,
Everything about her is nice and neat.
Even the way she smells is good!
If I could sit with her, I would.
But alas! this is something Fate has denied.
But Fate can not see what is inside…
So tomorrow I would like to see
If she would like to sit by me.
All of my classmates, I will beat
And next to me, I’ll save her a seat.
Comments (17)
Aw, I love this! Such a sweet poem! I remember those days in college…I always sat in the back of the class with the ball players and flirted and talked to them.
I hope you do invite her to sit with you! And I hope she accepts!
Ha. I used to sit in classes and write poetry. I could listen to the droning prof and write or doodle, too.
Hope your classes are going well!
Mom-HUGS!
So sweet, oh college, such a lovely time. Thanks for sharing I came by a rec and I’m so glad I did.
@AdamsWomanFell - Lucky ball players
lol.
Hopefully she’ll accept when I ask her to the Valentine’s banquet next week…
I actually already invited her to sit with me. And she did accept.
And I do both of those also! Go us lol.
And classes are great so far, thanks!
Love, it is
Been there, still suffering
Cheers, Bren
@xXxlovelylollipop - Glad you liked it, and I’m glad you stopped by.
@kmancat01 - Aye, it can definitely be a suffering ordeal to go through.
@kmancat01 - Ha, Bren! Your comment made me snort-laugh!
@Like_A_Tigah - ooh ooh oooooh! I hope she does accept your invite to the banquet! Let me know how it goes!
@AdamsWomanFell - I will. It’ll probably be blog-worthy lol
Young love, at any age, supercharged, fun and worth every painful second, minute, hour, eternity it lasts. None are immune
Embrace it.
Big HUGS, Bren xoxo
another great work
Like the poem. I’ll be rooting for ya, my buddy. I have real high hopes that before the year is over, you’ll have this real nice beautiful chick by your side driving you crazy and then, you’ll ask yourself, what the hell were my hormones thinking ?
Awww, this was a really sweet poem!
It made me think of my college days when I saw a guy I was crushing on and wished I could sit near him. *sigh* lol
This was great. Thanks for sharing.
@godfatherofgreenbay - Thanks! So glad you think so!
@The_Eyes_Of_A_Painter - Lol!!! Thanks…I think? lol
@Cestovatelka - Good memories lol
@luvswriting - Thank you!
That’s a great poem!
@bmojsilo - Glad you liked it.