Meant to Be

“For people’s hearts go where they will…”

Stroke of Midnight

Where were you last night at midnight? Would you have wanted to be somewhere else?


To find this guy at midnight, you
Just listen for my snore:
I was asleep by ten last night
And up around, oh, four

The same was true on New Year’s Eve;
I am a boring guy;
My wife, she seems to like me
But I really can’t say why

I know why I like her, and that’s
Because she is the best:
For I tried many others,
Many years, and without rest —

But many midnights, I’m asleep
While she is yet astir —
You might think that could never work,
But I do not concur

For people’s hearts go where they will
And hers has gone to me:
So where I was last midnight was
The place
I’m meant
To be

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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