What a thought I think I had
Of what I think you think
Some was good and some was bad
Surrounded by a wink
The smile that came across your lips
Betrayed your playful mood
To float away on sailing ships
Or go riding with a dude
You vowed to set then break the mold
Of where we'll all be judged
An icy smile so very cold
Intent that would not budge
I'll sit and watch and hope and pray
That you'll decide to write
And if it's meant to be some day
We'll dine together soon some night
Copyright 1998, RKWoodward