Persistence
Gillian M Hesketh
Email: gmhesketh@yahoo.co.uk
She, had her hair done, every week,
neat.
Whether she was going out,
or not.
Ran; toned in the gym,
for him.
Exercised herself silly,
really.
Created gastronomic delights,
garnished
with adoration, love, and
truth.
Dressed as he thought,
she ought.
Sought his desires, put out
His Fires.
Looked and played the part,
for his heart.
Dreamed of sharing a piece of it.
One day.
Smiled when it was tough
nearly enough,
waited patiently for maturity,
a pity.
He, sauntered into the bedroom,
one day,
filled a suitcase, packed her heart.
'Goodbye',
he said. 'Can't stay', he said,
I'm leaving you.
Today.'
©2006 Gillian M Hesketh
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