New Start

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     Another Start 

The divorce was enough to make me cry  

Thirteen years been married so cried I did 

Three long years cried at night, pillow was wet 

Those three years nights alone, hermit's life 

In that time only three, three dates I had 

Not real dates, girls I knew, cheery outings 

Football game, movie new,  just things to do 

Back to school, new degree, took up my nights 

Then one night, for singles, Landlady's feast 

A school night, couldn't come.  Then lo that night, 

Teach dismissed, early leave.  Would there be food

Saved plate for me, my friend and his two friends.  

One friend I knew, she was on off again 

The other girl I'd never seen before 

The two ladies jumped to when I showed up 

"We've been saving a plate for you their chant 

I sat beside the strange girl, ate my food 

We all danced a little and got to know 

Later goodbyes were said each our own way 

Tick tock, tiick tock, time was running hum drum 

Then one night before night class my phone rang 

Was the strange girl I'd sat beside eating 

"I m cooking Cajun Friday night come eat" 

That's my bowling night . . . Well I'll get a sub 

Leaving made a date for another eat 

But I chickened out, lost my trust for girls 

That was August.  In December things changed  

"Don’t be afraid to start over. This time 

you’re not starting from scratch, you’re starting from 

experience," a lady told me that 

I mulled over what she said, should I try? 

What the heck, nice girl needs a nice guy 

February, our month to tie the knot 

She was the strange girl no more, not with me 

Now we've been together fifty-two years 

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 - Photos and Poem Copyright ©️ jimmiehov 2025, All Rights Reserved 

 -  I am linked with "Friday Writings" 185 at  https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/?m=1 -- We have instructions to write a poem or a piece of prose, neither should not exceed 369 words not counting the title and notes.  Today's write has exactly 292 as counted by my Open Office "Writer" 

 - This week, we were are invited to find inspiration in the following quote(wasn't told 'by who'"): “Don’t be afraid to start over. This time you’re not starting from scratch, you’re starting from experience,”  I used them near the last of this poem. 

 - You can search my meme blog, I've related to the wedding best here, I think:  https://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2009/02/ruby-red-tuesday-red-roofed-jack-in-box.html?m=1 

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