No heart for poetry.

He whispered in her ear.

"I love you my dear."

Then soon brought out a sheet...

Just when he almost started to speak....

She simply said with a loud tone,

"I do not like poetry!'

"You do not like poetry?"

This made him freeze in his tracks.

What was he going to do now?

He had to find a way to change her mind.

Her words pierced his heart,

Like a double-edged sword.

So, he began reciting to her anyway.

"Maybe it's not that you don't like poetry,

It could be that to you it is a mystery.

But if you give it a try,

You will be surprised exactly,

How much you end up loving it."

With that he gave her a kiss,

And made a simple wish,

That soon she would miss,

and long to hear poetry bliss.

All day, everyday at anytime.

Soon she would recite poetry while standing in line.