Acoustic poem.. The lonely mile
Last 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.