Let me set the tone for the following poem...
Back in May of this year I had so decided that I was going to pursue Shannon for good. I know I had broken her heart one too many times before, but this time I was committed to finish, to go the distance. I had even created my proposal for marriage, would would last a whole year (52 weeks). It all started with me buying a black poster board and some liquid gel inks. I tore the poster board into 52 pieces and intended on writing the proposal on the 52nd piece. I would mail out each piece every Monday, with a little note, something short and sweet. I mention 'bama in the poem because she would be training in Alabama for Air Force.
On to the poem...
Steadily Praying
Breaking and breaching and crushing her heart,
Sadness and mourning and sorry and shame.
Eager to patch up the holes I put there,
Steadily praying this journey’s no game.
Beauty and virtue compares to much worth,
Talents and sweetness are things to be awed.
Training and testing down south in ‘bama,
Steadily praying for her growth in God.
Writing and sealing and stamping the note,
Hoping to stick with a new-fangled plan.
Poster of black and some liquid gel inks,
Steadily praying they won’t fill her can.
Mailing a letter with effort and deed,
Showing some worship is all I intend.
Knowing not what she could contemplate then,
Steadily praying my heart I can lend.
Trying to love her with all that I have,
Passion and purity is a good start.
Carefully, tenderly, with affection,
Steadily praying on seeking her heart.
Fearful and daunting this journey may feel,
Slipping and falling and scraping my knee.
Bracing and rising to show her I care,
Steadily praying for her trust in me.
Well as it turned out, after week 3 it dissolved. I never revealed to her what the notes would end up being, however, by the third note she guessed they were pieces that fit together (although she tossed the first two in the can, thinking they were simple meaningless notes). We both realized that we had separate paths in life at the time, and unless one of us changed our plans, we would remain in a long-dtantance relationship for like 7 years; a no-go. But, with the heightened emotions, the ups and downs, I managed to write a few peoms, this being one of them.
Mark
