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Life's Little Joys
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Life's Little Joys |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware 
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(2 Points of view) I'd come home quietly She was on the phone No intention to listen But amidst the babble My name was mentioned Embarrassed but curious I settled in a chair Where I was just out of sight Prepared to flee if she moved “So there we were at Nascar I’ve no idea why I went All that noise, all those fumes I mean – we’d just come from That soccer game last week” “I admit I finally learned what corner kicks were, throw-ins, and yellow cards” “I guess I’d gotten caught up We did have fun, even when The beer was spilled on my shoes” I cringed with the memory This was a surprise And made a mental note To take her shoe shopping “So I’m looking at these cars, gaudy colors, seemed the same people screaming and here he was explaining Winston cup, and pit crews And I got caught up in it?” I was squirming in my chair And was about to sneak to the TV in the den But she was quiet and I feared being heard I don’t know who she was Listening to. I was petrified “Well yes, he did do that. …twice last week, I must have shopped six hours each time. He made sense, helped me select the dress I needed for Mary’s reception. Now I’m glad I didn’t buy the puce” I could feel my color Spreading up from my toes And almost relaxed Then she said “You must go” And I thought I’d be caught But she hung up, moved quickly To the bath, me to the Den And I realized why We stayed married Great souls have wills; feeble ones have only wishes. ~ Chinese Proverb ~ |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
Sigh |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I cringed with the memory This was a surprise And made a mental note To take her shoe shopping =================== Well yes, he did do that. …twice last week, I must have shopped six hours each time. He made sense, I could feel my color Spreading up from my toes And almost relaxed Then she said “You must go” And I thought I’d be caught But she hung up, moved quickly To the bath, me to the Den And I realized why We stayed married ================== you make me smile with this Bill... sincere and sweet... yes...lifes little joys... those little moments of quiet comfort... thanks for letting us listen in as well.  As sure as God made wine you can't wrap your arms around a memory In the dark for me youre the candle flame that flickers to life ~Mission UK~ |
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inot2B Member Elite
since 2000-09-18
Posts 2205Arkansas |
So nice! Yes it is the little things that keep us together at my house. |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
Wilfred.. What a wonderful relaxing Sunday morning read as we share our coffee together at my house!! Those little things are worth more than money could ever buy!! Live...Love...Be grateful for both!! |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
bless you for your replies - I hope to get 'on' more and reply later today [This message has been edited by Wilfred Yeats (edited 02-19-2001).] |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Bill--Marriage is such a give and take of little things...and when they add up, they are what keep it going. This was a wonderful look at that. |
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HopeS Member Elite
since 2000-12-22
Posts 4596Perth Western Australia |
this was a joy to read Bill !! Yes and I will be back to those corner kicks and throw ins soon , though as you know , I love it Hope |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Not what I expected, but more...and then I look to the poet's name, and think... of course... |
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kcsgrandma Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1522Presque Isle, ME |
 Love those little joys. You stay married because you care what you hear when eavesdropping, and get rewarded with something that makes the color spread. And you make me smile because you share it. To love another person is to see the face of God. - Les Miserables Marilyn |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
Martie - Hope - Karilea - Marilyn- This is total fiction - It came out of more arguments and fights than from any real events - nonetheless - I figured - if just one or 2 of us recognized ourselves in these actions (or part of them) and resolved to be better because... the piece would be worth posting. Thank you |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
I'm glad you made that little comment at the first Bill...I really got the two points of view clearly after reading....It's life's little joys alright and the passing of time affects all things....well done Bill! like you always do! The poet is like a cocoon; in him the caterpillar of the past finds rest, and from him the butterfly of the future emerges. |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Wil, life passes, time changes things and it's the little things we remember most. *SiGH!* Write on Kethry Those of us who refuse to risk and grow get swallowed up by life. Patty Hansen. |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoy the read |
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