Twenty Eight Roses
Not your usual love poem
Freckled nose and auburn curls
Gee, Cherry sure rocked his world
She wasn't the type of girl to wear ribbons and pearls
No high heeled shoes
She looked like she was always on the run and packed a loaded gun
Aura of a tough girl through and through
But to get to her heart, Beau knew exactly what he had to do
So he strapped up his boots and donned his leather jacket
Spritzed it with his best cologne
Indeed after that she would have to have it
Then waltzed outside where waiting in the stable was his ride
Beau was a rebel of a different kind
He liked leather and boots but held onto his roots
Still a country boy true
And everyone in town knew so it wasn't much of a surprise
Whenever he came riding through
Although he did get a couple funny looks in front of the flower shop
When he used a parking meter as a hitch so his horse wouldn't ditch
Inside the store the florist recommended twenty four
But Beau shook his head and asked for a few more before paying and stepping back out the door
Again sitting high in the saddle
After unhitching his horse
To Cherry's apartment he was ready to skedaddle
He stopped in front of the building where he always heard rock music being played
And wondered if it would be more romantic to try a serenade
That moment seemingly his horse thought so too because then she let out a loud winnie and something that sounded like "Ah Choo!"
Suddenly before Beau knew what to do
The second story window flew open and someone yelled "Bless You!"
Just as soon, who it was, Beau already knew
So politely he looked up and stammered back a "Thank you."
Staring back at him was his red headed girl of sin
And by the surprised look on her face
He wasn't too sure if he's won what he'd come here to win
Fortunately after a little while her face broke into a smile
"Are those for me?!" She shouted out with glee
For a moment he'd forgotten what he had in his hand before nodding his head and hollering "Yes, Ma' am!"
"I'll be right down!" She replied and disappeared from the window up high
And before he knew it she was on the back of his ride hugging him tight
"Let's wave this city goodbye!" She exclaimed in his ear
"Yes! Ma' am!" Beau shouted and spurred his horse in gear
Both joyfully riding off into the sunset as townsfolk on the sidewalk waved and cheered
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I really appreciated the imagery of him tying the horse to the parking meter. Made me smile.