December 21, 2009
As we went through life we tried to pick our perfect mate.
We looked for one that would make it out the starting gate.
Our friends and family try to tell us to stop, think, and see.
They ask us to ask ourselves! Is this really the one for me?
Seeking the perfect mate is like matching notes to a song.
We know this is our mate, no way our heart would pick wrong.
After all the lies they told us, hoping we would never stray.
We wonder why they would even ask, why we left that day?
We sit and ask ourselves what we might have seen in them?
Could it have been a fantasy or just another whim?
Next time we should ask if they're as perfect as they can be.
I know our blind love will say, yes, sure, of course, definitely.
Copyright ©2002 Ellis William Moore