Her protean nature
Made her difficult to read
Just when I thought
I’d figured her out
It was I who would concede
Through years of observation
And patience at their best
Fail, still would I
A gullible guy
Until my final day of rest
HER ROADMAP?… a poem
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Kevin Parish 
Haha
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Women, eh?
😀 😉
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What’s a guy gonna do? ;-)))
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Mystery, thy name is woman?
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Hense, “…my final day of rest”
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At least there are other guys to compare notes with! HAHAHA!😂😂😂
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Hahahahaha… Yeah, I think you may relate to this much more than I do anymore. Just sayin’, brother! 😉
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you! ;-))
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Always a pleasure, My Friend!!
😊👍✨
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