Away I went a backpack and me,

What would I see?

A man to be made.

She was beautiful gentle and kind.

Hair of gold, skin so fine.

A hypnotic time.

Could she be mine?

Would she? Could she? Should she?

Don't stare, do I dare?

"Hello".......... a smile back bold and brave, A man to be made.

Mediterranean wine, a loving time, a sun drenched time.

I asked......

I gasped...

And yes......she came home to be my wife,

Still together today, such a happy life.

A man was made.