Acoustic poem.. The lonely mile

Kate lived in expensive luxury down by the sea

Unfulfilled, unhappy feeling a bleak destiny

Often strolling alone on the lonely beach shore

Aimlessly counting waves like so many times before

Suddenly in the distance she hears a melody

Someone strumming a guitar indiscriminately

Expecting a wild teenage party bash

Remembrance of happier day's surfaced in a flash

Turning toward the music, amazed at his physique

A handsome stranger playing softly and meek

Playing her favorite song, ' This could be the last time '

Mischievously tossing him a single thin dime

He stood, bowed, and asked, " your pleasure Madam ?" flashing a sweet smile

Kate knew instantly her pleasure would be walking her last lonely mile.