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He whistled Let Me Call You Sweetheart As four hoof beats counted time They passed two laughing children In the distance, a church bell chimed She sat huddled under the Afghan A smile danced across her face Imagining how his kiss would feel In the warmth of love's embrace Looking out of the corner of her eye Admiring her beau's fine physique Wondering what her Momma would think Turning the night into a winter mystique He wondered what she was thinking And if he should be a little audacious Reaching over slowly, he took her hand Trying not to be overly flirtatious She covered his hand with both of hers And hoped that she wouldn't blush Then the horse started sliding on the ice And the sleigh got stuck in the slush He offered to go and get Farmer Brown To help them out of their plight She was determined he would propose If they had to stay there all night Thick lashes surrounded her soft blue eyes And tonight it was no holds barred So she used them to their full advantage Playing coy, for her, wasn't hard She talked about going up to Boston town To visit Aunt Fanny and her cousin He promised if she'd stay and marry him They'd have children by the dozen Over the years, he related their story Of his idea to propose on the ice But taking the women of the family aside She gave them all the same good advice The way to get a bashful boy to propose And make him think it was all his intent Just take a long ride in an open sleigh With a wheel that was purposely bent Kathleen McCoy Eldridge© December 9, 2008 All Rights Reserved share



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