Spinster

An other Spring has passed,
still no one has asked,
those are her growing fears
as she gets on in years
waiting for her love to come along,
dark, handsome and strong,
must be wealthy and quite tall,
a chap who had it all
but as the years went by
her dreams began to die,
and as her beauty wilted
she felt by fate quite jilted,
till she sadly knew her wait
left her standing at the gate...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2009 Alfred Charasz