WAITING
I know the meeting place is right
But I cannot see him yet in sight,
Seven was the time that I know,
How long should I wait before I go?
It is now just turned ten after eight,
To go to the movies, it’s too late
Not even time to have a nice meal,
A little upset I was beginning to feel.
He strolled up, didn’t even say sorry,
Although he knew that I would worry,
No explanation at all was given to me,
I told him time is important as can be.
Laughing, told me that I didn’t matter,
All women did was to gossip or chatter,
Four years university, an honours degree,
With an IQ of one hundred ninety three,
Gave me the brain’s to up and walk away,
Chauvinistic men will never learn will they?
Years later I saw him in town, still single I see
So proud and arrogant and alone stood he.
I felt so sorry that he never did ever learn
That understanding is what women yearn.

(Millicent) Ann Margetson July 3, 2002