After a six hour marathon of my favorite show, I was struck with inspiration for this poem about a certain couple's history told through his point of view. (I realize that it is a bit long, but believe me, I needed every detail!)
Ode to CC Babcock
by
Emily
(StammFamly@aol.com)
Through all these years when I picked on you and called you names
I was just playing an ancient game.
Of man and woman...and woman and man.
And how they usually fall in love and can.
We began to play the day we met.
(A twenty-four hours I soon won'f forget.)
To both of us the other seemed so weak.
It was very easy to pierce the exterior and wound eachother underneath.
After awhile, we drew strength from that power.
And kept getting stronger, hour after hour.
When you started on your quest for the status spot,
that just gave me material to add to our already planned plot.
As the years rolled by, it became second nature...
A little remark here and there,
(Which I must admit was immature.)
but all in that time my feelings just weren't sure.
When your goal disappeared,
it was for you I feared.
For what would happen to me if you lost your way?
Would I sit and insult myself and do that all day?
Then, when you left for the...Place,
I felt that I had, (With the world.) lost face.
I was an archer without a target,
a some- without a -one.
I felt drained of life,
there wasn't any fun.
Yet I did visit you often,
sent you pictures of sanity.
And during those visits,
tried to remind you of your own vanity.
When you came back,
(Though I tried not to show it.)
all was right with the world.
(I didn't want to blow it.)
So after decades of hiding my feelings,
(For I didn't even know what they were.)
I found myself falling into your allure.
It became clear now,
when I called you a miserable old Cow,
I was thinking, "Wowie wow wow!"
And not to mention all those times when we were drunk,
I was hoping you were thinking, "Ooo, what an adoreable hunk."
But as I later found out,
you just didn't get it.
You'd rather refuse me with a humiliating shout
and break a heart along with it.
As my love for you grew and grew,
I began to wonder if I would ever share that love for you.
And, at the last refusal,
I had had enough of your hurtful wit.
Then, after we had had enough of our situation,
we both quit.
Little did we know that the consequence of the above,
would be our newfound, eternal, and mutual love.
And to my surprise,
the next time I gazed into those blue eyes,
and asked that last question,
it caught your attention...
...And now with you in my life,
as the mother of my child
and my wife,
I realize what I have known all along:
CC Babcock, you were always the one.
The End
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