The Story of my Proposal or, This is Not My Beautiful Fiancée – Epilogue

(Click here for Pt. I or click here for Pt. II )

And that night, we ate a great meal cooked by my aunt Sharon. She made apple crisp from scratch – orchard fresh apples.
Sa Rah and I decided to go for a walk in my grandma’s ‘hood.
Ill-advised to go for a walk in that ‘hood.
Even the animals wear bullet-proof armor.

And the crazy traffic.

The entire mess is intimidating.

Soon, the sun was setting on our engagement day.

And damn if I didn’t run after it to make the day last just a few minutes more.

But then we saw the moon come up, and I felt like the night had something different to offer us.

I think Sa Rah felt it too.

We ambled onward, looking for water.

This gauge was no help.

I thought it looked cool anyway.

And this old tree

Well, this old tree had something to say.
Something timeless, wise, hushed, and utterly fitting.
Something like, “I promise.

We found the water, Sa Rah and I.

We walked along the south side of the lake.
A few fishermen and women populated the shore.
The moon watched us grow pale under cover of its creamy light.
What a fulfilling day.

On the way back to granny’s the old tree whispered again,



“I promise.”

Comments

This was very beautiful. Like Sa Rah. I wish many great things upon you guys.

Posted by: panajane at September 30, 2004 07:35 PM

thanks panajane 🙂

Posted by: rubigimlet at October 1, 2004 08:17 AM

The Story of my Proposal or, This is Not My Beautiful Fiancée – Epilogue

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