Chelsea’s letter
Our relationship’s
Sturdy as a rock
We’re firm
As trees
I’m a birch
You’re fir
And when
The whirling
Breeze
Upturns
Our leaves
I desire you
To sway with me
Honey
Stay with me
Even if I’m here
And you’re there
We’ll still
Find a way
To be connected
On this Earth
You lost me
For a second
Pretty pearl
But you made
An investigative
Search
To find me
And you’ll never
Lose me again
There's a lesson
To be learnt
The togetherness
We share
My little
Rose petal
You know I like
Being
Number one
To get the
Gold medal
And be first
But we’re
A team
I wonder
Who we can
Thank
For pairing us?
Was it Merlin’s
Long
And twirling wand?
Did he coat
Our hearts
In a smog
Of fairy dust?
Of course not!
Rather, it must
Have been
The foresight
Of a loving
Caring God
You’re tired
Of your
Player ways
But you wanna
Join the
Chelsea club
Not speaking of
Football at all
The Celsius
Of the
Thermometer's
Boiling, very hot
Like burning logs
And candles
Before we
Even met
I got a message
From Emmanuel
That guy who
Looks like
A block of
Dairy chocolate
He knew I had
Just turned
Thirty-four
And was searching
For a man still
He said
“Well, let me
Introduce you
To my friend
Do you know
The son, of
The Duke
of Edinburgh,
Andrew?
Same name
If you fancy
A date, I’ll set it up’’
“Yes, of course
As long as he’s
Purposeful
And driven
Career-focused
Working
For a living
And desires
To be a father
To girls and boys
Knows how to
Generously spoil
His children”
“And he’s gotta be
Sweet as sugar
I want a bag full
I’m not setting
For a granule
Like the nanny
Mary Poppins
Said, in song
It helps the
Medicine go down
Smoothly”
I’m ready
For a family
For giving birth
In the
Maternity ward
That achievement
Alone deserves
A Lifetime Emmy
Or a Grammy
I’m ready to
Be submissive
And serve you
Like a tennis ball
So don’t leave
Me waiting
Any longer
Marry me!
And if you
Need support
I’ll be like
Murray’s fans
Who egged him on
So…
“C’mon Andy!’’