Looking for Diamonds
an excerpt

Twinkle Twinkle
Not all stars live in the night sky; not all diamonds shine bright
By MG
I look to my right and see that my beautiful Donnie passed by. My beautiful married Donnie, who works with me at another department. He’s my adorable friend. One of those guys who are so wonderful that you wish that they belonged to you instead of someone else. He respects and loves his wife, has three kids and he gives me great advice about men. I admit that I don’t always follow but I guess that’s to be expected. A woman will never really get a man and vice versa. Donnie loves his wife the way I want to be loved by my future husband someday. How do I know this? I simply do. He’s smart and responsible, good-looking and soft-spoken. I love my dearest Donnie. He’s my endearing friend.
Why couldn’t I have met him first? But would he have paid attention to me? Would he have loved me enough to marry me too? I think not. He married his true love and I have to find mine. He will continue to be my inspiration for many wanton poems until I find my soul mate.