Poetry – The Lucky One Is Me

by ©Mariah

It’s another ordinary kind of night

You’re at my house and I start a fight.

Then I turn the radio on and it’s your favorite song

I smile at you as we both sing along

You laugh at me when my voice gets really off key

I can’t help but think- you’re perfect for me.

You look over at me with your sparkling eyes

You make me smile and you don’t even have to try.

You grab my hand and lace our fingers together.

As you call me yours I can’t feel any better.

You’ve got a smile that drives me crazy, my heart skips a beat when you call me baby.

We lay back down and your eyes meet mine.

I can’t remember what we were fighting about all this time.

I start laughing so hard over something you said.

You smirk, call me a dork, then slowly shake your head.

When I look at you honey, I wish you could see what I see

You’re all I could want, the lucky one is me.

About Shiv Rana

Retirement life is series of transition: from Olive Green to civvies, being woken up a buddy to fetching morning milk from the milk booth. And now trying to adjust with new-normal due to pandemic - CORONA.
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