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'Ask Me in December', Babs Iverson's Unofficial Challenge
If I make it that far,
you can pose the question;
to ask me in December
is just a suggestion.
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If I ask you to tell me more,
pointing a finger at you,
I will wait for December,
or sooner (this will do).
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If I forget to say a word
about all the things in my mind,
December will seem absurd...
What could we ask, both running blind...
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I will keep the end of the year quite close.
The ask we want will count the most.
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Congrats on your Top Story!
Congratulations on your top story.
😂 out of words
Congratulations on your Top Story, Kendall
Hopefully all the dreams and asks will be the one for everyone. Congrats.
That last line is particularly lovely.
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Well written!
Love your insight into humans and the ability to place that to paper
I love the way those last two lines landed. This is a wonderful entry :)
Bridging a psychological divide seems so much harder than it aught to be. I loved the tension and hope swimming just below the surface in your poem, Kendall. It’s pragmatic and romantic at the same time.
Oooo, I loved your take on this challenge!
Beautiful contribution!!
Super and superbly written!!! Love it!!!💕❤️❤️