Reunited With The Escort From Heaven

Sitting here

Watching the family sneer

Computer now in control

Body temperature getting cold

Advising shut down and fold

Leaving the ones I love

Unknown encounters abound above

Realizing nothing to wear

I stand there bare

Do not really care

Played my character honest and fair

Embracing the pending enchanting rest

Not having much to confess

Answering, ‘no’

They told me where to go

She stood there

Still angelic, displaying youthful flair

“Just the way I haunted you,”

She said with a background glowing and blue

Single and sweet

No one scheduled needing a cheat

“You still flirting around

Toast of the town

Never getting red”

Teasing about the innocent sinning I said

Tempting fun filled wrongs

Dancing to soulful songs

Making one think

When performing a luring wink

Bringing two together

Eternally forever

Judge finally arrives

And sighs

“What am I gonna do?

With you two?”

“Send us to alpine ski

We

Will be filled with wedding bliss glee”

“Or a beach graced with perfect postcard sand

And ocean that greets us continuously extending its friendly hand”

Poof the almighty magician went

As a couple we were sent

Week one

Enjoyed the sun

When it appeared

Between rainy pelting spears

Mountain icey conditions melted away

And ugly slush booked a stay

Wearing proper boots

Kept us going modeling our fashionable wintry suits

Our honeymoon finally complete

Moved into our bedroom community street

Filled with white fence pickets

And serenading crickets

Then received the news

My wife of many years took a cruise

Fell overboard and drowned

When looking down

Lost in the next spiritual phase

I thought she must pray

But then there was a knock

And my dear Mildred, confronted my imaginary matrimony rock

“What is this?”

Mildred commented using a fist

Then I started to explain

About the ghostly escort game

“We are all now dead,”

Revolved Mildred’s head,

And I reported

Her high school athlete friend she courted

Resides two doors down

In our suburban town

“You mean Ferris?

Perished?”

Comforting I mentioned

Facts getting her attention

“I am sorry its true

Your friend went through

A red light

Hit a pole, the dude, not to bright”

Every night he comes out

Sinks a few shots, then shouts

“Mildred, where are you?

Trying to swim in the pool?”

We hugged then pecked a kiss

And I headed back to my longtime ghoulish miss

While Mildred found the bar

And consoled her prom date basketball star