He met a beautiful woman on a dating app,
the most beautiful woman he ever saw.
She looked as good in person as in her photo
when they met for a date.
He took her to one of the nicest restaurants in his city,
but she complained it wasn’t good enough.
She flirted with the waiter in front of him
and bad-mouthed the waiter when he didn’t reciprocate.
He said to her, “I can’t believe you’re acting like this.”
She said, “That’s the way I am.”
Then that most beautiful woman he ever saw
became one of the ugliest women in the world,
and his date turned into an abysmal nightmare
that he couldn’t wait to escape from.
And he never saw that most beautiful face again
that masked a repulsive person.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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