Restart

Restart

What a delight she thought

Jumping in without forethought

Getting ready for her date

Making sure she wasn’t late

Excitement coursed through

Her veins, delighted to pursue

The possibilities with this man

Simply restart, because she can

Trepidatious, eager, emotions swirl

Fixing her scarf, giving it a twirl

No harm, no foul, in trying again

They were mature, quite sane

If all went well, another date

On which to deliberate

Enjoying his company most definitely

Perhaps he’d share passionately

Life stories and build a future

This fine young man, her suitor