A Special Dame – a poem

Posted by Rye on March.29.2011 in Poems |

It’s halfway through Lent, so I’d like to share a poem inspired by a certain muse.

She’s always there for me day and night.

When I’m down, she makes me feel alright.

She plays me songs; she leaves me notes;

She sends me pictures and tells me jokes.

She can be inspirational and often witty.

She sometimes changes faces but always pretty.

Unlike others, who can be immature and tacky,

Spending time with her makes me happy.

When she’s down, all I do is wait around.

It’s nothing to her; she doesn’t even frown.

Time goes by and though it may seem,

Being with her is far from a dream.

It’s easy to tell by her playful pokes

The spell she casts on tons of folks.

A bunch of reasons why people don’t like her,

But millions who know there’s no one quite like her.

Upon meeting her, it’s tough to stay away,

Even if you meet with her every other day.

She’s offered me jobs, free tickets and more,

Providing me opportunities, often I score.

She connects me with family and friends

Keeping me in touch through messages she sends.

Walls and screens, it’s a given you’ll look.

This amazing dame is known as Facebook



So, what y'all think? Please lemme know.

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