My lovely friend Sandra tagged me to do this challenge and here are the general guidelines…
Thank the person who nominated you.
Post a quote for three consecutive days (1 quote for each day).
Nominate three bloggers each day. Please feel free to participate if you would like, I’m not very good at the whole linking to blogs thing!!
I’m in the car in TN and saw this quote online by Rita Rudner — saw her in Vegas once — and it makes me laugh. You, too, I hope!
“Men who have a pierced ear are better prepared for marriage – they’ve experienced pain and bought jewelry.”
Spring cleaning, anyone? 😀
Lately the romance, the tingles, the sighs
Seem just out of reach of everyday life
A hug and a pat and a peck on the cheek,
No comfort at all as seen through her eyes…
She misses the spark, the crackle, the zing
Could a couple sustain it forever and ever?
Polite conversation is becoming the norm
Desperate, she searches for signs of a fling…
Always exhausted, he says it’s his job
The travel, the calls, his excessive hours
Supposedly working till he sneaks into bed
She turns to her pillow to muffle her sobs…
She weeps for lost kisses, the desire in his eyes
Nights spent wrapped in each other’s arms
With nothing but moonlight touching their bodies
When she felt like a beauty whatever her size…
Now she’s polished and toned, ears filled with his lies
She glances at him in his traitorous slumber
He mumbles a name that isn’t her own
As she brushes away tears and plots his demise…
This is a reworked post from early last year. It was going to be romantic because it’s almost Valentine’s Day, but it didn’t come out that way! 😀
Long ago vows they had recited
Before guests that were delighted
Through times of sickness and in health
Whether little or an abundance of wealth
Over the years love truly kept them united
In response to Mind and Life Matters Limerick Poetry Challenge Over the Years
Picture from Pixabay
I love Martha’s thoughts on being married!
Oh, those pesky vows. How they can interfere with one’s selfish pursuits.
Shortly before I married my husband, 22 years ago next month, one of my former co-workers stood in front of me. She was middle-aged and divorced. Giving me a smirky smile, she said, ‘Oh, you think he’s so perfect now. Check back in ten years when the magic’s worn off. Believe me, it disappears.’
Thanks for that, I replied. And I’m sorry your marriage didn’t last, but bestowing your bitterness on me didn’t work. I reflected on that exchange this week as I’ve been thinking about marriage. Commitment. Vows.
Jim and I met up with a couple from New York earlier this week. Sometimes we only see them once a year, but it’s always enjoyable. They’ve been married for longer then we have. They’re two pieces of a puzzle, they’re just both.
Then there’s the woman who, after…
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