His Navy Whites

His Navy Whites   On that day she opened the door to her heart. Although bankrupt it had been from the start. She didn’t see a future, her heart covered in a shroud. Then she saw him standing in the middle of the crowd. Dressed in his Navy whites, he was Oak Groves’ favorite son. His movement were like poetics, each and every one. She watched him advancing towards her, a smile upon his face. She almost turned to walk away, but a thorn caught her gown of lace Confetti floated down from tall buildings as the parade marched in line Either she would heed his advances or say, sir I must decline By Nancy Lee Shrader   © 2009 Nancy Lee Shrader (All rights reserved)

 

 

 

Reviews

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Congratulations for winning the Tovli contest!

How is Dennis doing? We're praying hard for him.

Sal

[Helena]

Beautifully written and presented. Thank you for submitting this to
Tovli's Story/Poem Ten Contest! ~ Helena

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Is that a photo of your Dennis? A handsome Navy man! And a good poem.

[angelina neves]

Beautifull!

[Wicahpi]

Awesome Nancy!!