He found a girl running live steam,

He thought he’d found his dream…

But it was just a guy (!)

Letting his long hair fly (!),

deceived by what he thought he had seen!

His memory of her in a magazine,

Was at least a quarter column it seemed…

When after all

That picture was very small,

A false impression he must have dreamed!

The way he remembers it won’t do,

His impressions turned out untrue…

He wants, you see,

Better accuracy

But away it went as if the wind blew!

Jonathan Caswell

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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