The Man Across the Room

What better time than Valentine's Day to  share love poems? Lauren's great grandma, Wilma, has written a small collection of poems about her relationship with her new beau, Rod. Our family has enjoyed the poems, and just witnessing this new love and the happiness that is obvious in Wilma since she and Rod have been together.  "The Man Across the Room" and sequel were a couple of her first poems written for Rod.

The Man Across the Room

One Sunday I was feeling low,

my week had been a week of gloom.

Then my eyes focused on

the man across the room.

How could I get him to notice me?

A smile--perhaps perfume.

I just had to get to know

the man across the room.

As spring turned into summer

and the flowers began to bloom,

so grew my friendship with

the man across the room.

I know God works in our lives

in ways we can not see,

'cause now the man across the room

is sitting next to me.
(Author:WJC)


Sequel to The Man Across the Room

When the white car turns into my drive

my heart begins to flutter.

I open my mouth to say "hello"

and all I do is stutter.

Why does "the man across the room"

seem to unnerve me so?

I'm acting like a sixteen-year old

on a date with her first beau.

I guess in time I'll settle down,

my nerves can't take much more

But one thing I know for sure--

 I don't feel like eighty-four.
(Author: WJC)