A Story for Their Grandkids

This is the story they'll tell their Grandkids,

so honest and genuine, no need to convince.

The wholly credible,

utterly incredible

post-modern

pre-Tinder,

pre-kinder,

post-Cinder-ella

today's rags to riches

moving a mile when they aimed for inches.

Rose now calls this, “The best summer of her life”

you can see why, now married, content and a wife,

and it all started outside of a pub,

you'll be pleased to know, not where she met her hub.

I was fresh back from a winter abroad,

of hearing those stories, Rose was well bored -

I suppose I must admit there's only so long

'This one time in Poland' stories can go on-

anyway, where was I? Oh yes!

Outside of a pub in Guisborough I guess.

And we were walking,

and talking,

about the big and the small,

and the wild, and the wonderful,

about life and high walls

that confine and restrict

your ability to fly,

and Rose felt closed up and just, “Whyyyyyy?”

And that girl had dreams of touring the world,

with a brand of music; fresh and yet heard,

and I felt the sigh of her heart as she said,

“I just need a sign for what I'm to do next.”

Well I was feeling super wise-

I guess I'd learned from my travels, or something, I surmise,

so I turned to my little sister, utterly perplexed,

“You don't need a sign, just do it!” I said.

“Do you expect a placard to fall from the sky,

to hit you so hard that you can't deny,

the next move that you need to make?

You'll know what to do with the next step you take!”

At this moment I noticed a sign myself,

you'd think I'd have seen it before, but that can't be helped,

and I read it aloud, “Open Mic every Wednesday...

Rose you should go in and ask if you can play!”

Well you wouldn't believe the pushing she needed,

but I waited outside as my advice she heeded,

and later I found out that her eyes were greeted

with a sign reading, you wouldn't believe it,

“If you were waiting for a sign, this is it.”

And so those words on the interior of a pub,

were revelation to her, and - spoiler alert- led to true love.

The next Wednesday Rose was trembling with nerves,

but I vowed that I would go along with her,

and that was the best decision we ever made,

because after that day, ever Wednesday we played

a set of three songs, two originals, one cover;

we came alive on that stage, who needed a lover?

Well...actually, we can't have been doing that very long

when Rose heard word from Dan that he wanted to come along.

This was out of the ordinary! I mean, we'd last heard from,

who we'd always referred to by his full name 'Daniel Skillcorn',

when we were both still at school,

well college for me, but still,

what could have fuelled,

this sudden interest in performing on stage,

when we hadn't seen the lad for an age?

So the next Wednesday we arrived at The Ship

and who had arrived before us, you guessed it, Dan did.

Well, funny, he never did go up and sing,

but that didn't matter to Rose since she was falling.

She continued to go to Open Mic alone,

when I was away travelling in the land of Home

and Away and Neighbours and all that,

it seemed that Dan did too because when I came back

from all of my exciting adventures in Aus

I got a scoop of the most delicious goss -

that Rose and Dan had got together,

while I'd been sunning myself in much better weather.

It transpired that Rose had refused his insistence

to meet for coffee, but that boy had persistence,

and he'd invited her on a trip to the Baltic,

'Milnosh is coming!' the truth he pole-vaulted,

later having to ask him to come,

when it seemed that Dan's convincing had won,

and Rose agreed to go,

since Milnosh and Kirsty were going, you know.

Of course that's why they're probably the only couple

in the whole world who have a photo

of them out together on their very first date

thanks to the company provided by Dan's very best mate.

So that, my dear friends,

isn't the end,

but where I leave off with this story,

because, as they say, the rest is history...

So here's to my inspirational little sister,

who's found herself a wonderful mister,

I'm so glad that I told you not to wait for a sign,

that you weren't passive waiting for the stars to align,

but you took that first baby step towards your destiny,

it's out there, so go and get it, it's meant to be!