Friday, October 22, 2010

So There!



I was aiming for a smiling face
But Maxie turned his head!
So, instead of a personal portrait, 
I got a shadow instead.



Newcastle to Stockton? Five minutes!
We scarcely sit down but we're there!
The ferry goes backwards and forwards
And it's cheap with a Pensioners' fare.
But I'll tell you a story of romance
That blossomed on board.....only just!
Get a tissue if you're sentimental.
And remember! It's love and not lust!
She was riding one day on the ferry,
A totally humdrum event.
She didn't much care where she'd come from,
She didn't much care where she went.
She'd had a bad day at the office;
She really felt dead on her feet,
So she found an obscure little corner
And simply sagged down in her seat.
He was standing alone when she saw him,
Just staring out over the rail.
His shoulders were slumped and dejected
As though he were going to gaol.
He half-turned his head and he saw her.
Their eyes seemed to lock in the glance
And she suddenly found that her sad little heart
Was doing a spirited dance.
In a trice, they were over in Stockton,
But she simply stayed in her seat.
She just couldn't walk to the gang-plank!
Her heart was still missing a beat!
Then he came and sat down right beside her,
As the ferry-boat set off once more,
And they sat, without words, as the ship sailed
For the city they'd left just before.
It was backwards and forwards they travelled,
And, although you may think it absurd,
They went back and forth, back and forth, back and forth,
And they never said one single word!
Then, just a they pulled into Stockton,
And she'd made up her mind she must land,
He drew in his breath with a sort of a gasp
And just made a grab for her hand!
Now they travel a lot on the ferry,
And the kids often come with their bikes,
And they walk and they swim and they picnic,
For that's what the family likes.
And, often, they share silent laughter,
As they think of that long-ago day,
And when they sail over from Stockton
He still holds her hand all the way.


Lois Evensen said...

Oh, I really like those two. My Honey and I hold hands all the time. I remember the first time he took my hand. So sweet.

Sylvia K said...

Delightful post for the day, Brenda! Love your shadow shot and your lovely love story! Hope your weekend is going well!


Unknown said...

What a great shadow shot, and you love story is the best.

Hey Harriet said...

Haha! The Sulk! I Love it! Have a great weekend :)

Spadoman said...

I came for the shadow shot, and it did not disappoint. I love the round rock where he sits. I read the romantic story. Very nice.

Kay L. Davies said...

I love your shadow shot, and that amazing egg-shaped rock Maxie is sitting on.
And the romance...ah, romance! How wonderful.

Kay, Alberta

Becky Chalet said...

Cute little boy. Your love story is just beautiful!