A game of Monopoly years ago,
Held a secret known only to thee.
Within was a question thus sealing our fate.
But the answer was known only to me.

It was my turn to go, I landed on Chance.
I took the card from on top of the pile.
Upon reading the words I imagined the scene,
And my face lit up in a smile.


That was the third time and I finally said “Yes.”
I think about it now and then.
So on with that theme, and whilst I’m down on my knees;
Husband, will you marry me, again?

©CMA proposing to DJA 2016



From the Compendium of One Hundred Word Stories