That January Afternoon

That January Afternoon It was a January afternoon One I don't think I will forget soon As she came in and sat there before me A familiar face, yet still a mystery As time passed by and I knew her more Something about her I came to adore She was a well of intellect vast and deep Futile to contain or for any walls to keep Her eyes they glowed green and fiery red The spoke of beauty, which could see no end The long golden locks and aura so fair Gave me no doubt of her right then and there Her personality was loving and kind Always affectionate, easy on the mind But the mind can be a tricky place For I knew not then what would be my fate She refrained from intent again and again If only I'd known my efforts were vain Still I would try, for I'd not be content Until she was mine one hundred percent Without circumspect I took on this task But 'twas not soon I'd have the guts to ask 'Cause her beauty and wit could not be matched I just had a fear I was not the right catch But I gathered my courage and picked a day One that I came to rue in every way For her reasons why not, was not the whole truth It was but a bluff, which left me bemused When truth took a stand and was finally shown Truth proved to be painful as it can be known And it is from this pain that I have learned In order to suffer, one must have yearned Here I am now, emotions tattered and torn Feeling lonely and lost, even forlorn But it's time to move on, pick up and go My only hope lies in what I now know I do not know where I'll be in a year My only goal now is to be far from here To be far from this place that's been far from fair Don't worry yourself; I'll call when I'm there James M. Doffermyre