[Harmless Teddy Bear]

There is a logic there. But then again maybe he was just having a blond moment and thought the brunette looked cute.

[NicknamedBob]

Raven Tress

Aye, is not for me, that wench of sky-filled eyes, and sunny hair,
But lasses of a somber set, whose tresses are the night,
Live in my dreams, and daily walk, and take my heart to care,
While strawhaired girls pick flowers to hold tight.

The lass of dreams wears common clothes, and smiles a common smile,
You know what you are dealing with, and that she holds a power,
She sings a song of everyday, in pleasant trilling style,
And stays in happy, tuneful joy until the final hour.

While princesses in fairy gowns patrol the grassy heights,
And follow butterflies amidst the shaded bowers,
My raven tress is business, and watching grimmer sights,
Aye, and this is what I seek when comes the darkling hours.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . February 14, 2006