Poetry Monday: He Did

I'm home!

With real WiFi and my  own bed!

Tomorrow, I will be taking you along on my once-in-a-lifetime trip through France and Switzerland.

But today?

Today is for poetry because:

Monday is an awkward day,

It means the weekend's done away.

Faced with a workweek, shiny new,

We all need help to not feel blue.

Okay, well, it might take me a while to get back into the groove! :)

For today: When the daughter of my Dad's friend brought her future husband to meet her family, this is what her Dad told her/them.

True story.

The brave young man married the girl anyway. 

I just thought it would sound fun as a poem . . .

Her family had all been awaiting this call.

When at last they could meet her intended.

Unsure if a wedding ball'd ever befall

Or if spinster-hood ever portended.

But a young man, she'd met who was perfect, she'd bet,

In whose honour and love she felt sure.

So homeward, she'd set, their opinion to get,

And to tell her her choice would endure.

Her father shook hands with her handsome young man

And questioned him closely a while.

They talked of his clan, and he asked him his plans,

Then he turned to his girl, with a smile.

“From all that I hear, you have nothing to fear.

But if his standards aren't mine and your mother's

Don't worry, my dear,” he said to her, clear.

“He'll be buried out back with the others!”

Ahhh. Monday.

See what my co-conspirators have come up with this fine day!

Delores waxes beautifully lyrical at Mumblings

Jenny talks about her beautiful--but unpredictable--green-eyed fur baby at The Procrastinating Donkey