Wandering through stalls
On Bruges’ market day
we bought bread, cheese, flowers
then headed home to play

We romped and chatted, napped a bit,
awakened, opted to stay
within the walls of our wee flat,
neither tempted to stray

Perfect joy


 

On bench beneath magnolia’s boughs
we overcame fatigue
sat closely, hands entwined like vows
commitment promising
Momentous this occasion proved
concreting years en coupled
no other have I ever loved
together, rapture doubled

 
I fumble for the keys
while keeping the banter going
one more glance like that
we'll christen the welcome mat

*inspired by Three Word Wednesday, Fumble, Banter, Glance

 

~ July 22, 2011 ~ Small Stone ~

Sweet soles
Grace the path eternal with
Significance
Relevance
Elegance
and
Reverence

 

She has that unique quality.
You’ve seen it…
Up early in the morning; set to take on the world
Spring in her step, jiggle in her jog.
Fears nothing. Loves it all. Glides through the world, pure confidence.
How wondrous.

*Prompted by Three Word Wednesday ~ Early, Jiggle, Quality

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