Thursday, November 29, 2012

I Am Not A Poet

This isn't the post I planned to write tonight. But since I had hand surgery and can't really type, I'm cheating. So here's another poem (copy and paste is great)!


Don’t tell me your tale of woe about that ‘ho that let you go.

That’s more than I need to know but I won’t say, “I told you so.”

There is not a sadder sight than one who cannot see the light.

Trust me, hold me nice and tight.  Kiss me: let our souls take flight.

 

From your soul there comes a sound, saying that it won’t be bound.

No strings ‘round your heart are wound.  With me, freedom can be found.

Banishing your endless night will take my strength and all my might.

You shouldn’t even try to fight; I’ll make everything all right.

 

Our souls have known each other well.  We’ve been through our own brand of hell.

It was almost a death knell but we survived, as you can tell.

Your power I don’t want to take.  A puppet of you I won’t make.

My feelings for you are not fake.  In you, emotions I’ll awake.

 

The thought of this makes your heart quake.  To love again makes your knees shake.

Please be brave for your own sake: deep emotions are at stake.

On your terms I will agree to have you unconditionally.

What you have to do is see that it’s not I or you: but we.

 

In our hearts our love does shine.  A new relationship’s designed.

Here’s my hand: put yours in mine.  Finally, our course is fine.

Don’t tell me who you used to be.  Just show me what I need to see.

Please don’t be afraid of me: for my love shall set you free.
 
~*~

 

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Marie's Birthday

My mother's birthday was Friday, November 16th. I was pretty tired and just wanted to go home after work, but knew I needed to pick up a card for her. Brie was on a time constraint, so after we picked out the cards I dropped her off at our house, got the gifts, and went to Marie's house to make the delivery.  I was missing one of her gifts but figured she wouldn't know anyway because she didn't know what or how much I had gotten for her.

I got to her house and her brother was visiting. I just love Uncle Tom because he's so funny and entertaining! Anyhoo, I went in bearing gifts: candy, her favorite word-search books, her cards. She was so happy! I stayed to visit for a few minutes, and then went home feeling good.  That was day 1.

On Saturday, I went over to her house to pick up Robin for our hair appointment. I went in for a minute to give Marie her big gift: a brand new watch with a gold band and diamonds around the face. "Oh daughter, this is too much." "No it isn't, I know how much you love gold and figured this way you wouldn't keep taking my watches."  "Well I must say: I love this watch and this is the best birthday I've ever had." Then her eyes got big. "You don't suppose this is my last one, do you?" I had to laugh. "No Marie, it isn't your last one. Enjoy your day and I'll see you later." That was day 2.

Today, she didn't go to church because she was a bit under the weather. Plus it was the annual Holiday Parade. So after church I had to stop at Hannaford, go home to change and then try to beat it back to her house (right along the parade route!) before they closed the streets.  I was sitting in the chair next to her and she happened to glance at my wrist. "Oh, what's that you're wearing?" "Um, it's my watch." "Oh it's so pretty. Can I try it on?" "Okay Marie." I took it off (it was a simple bangle) and handed it to her. "Oh daughter, that's so fancy. I don't know if I can operate it." Sighing, I just slipped in on her wrist. "I just love this! I really like the one you gave me yesterday, but I might want this one instead."  Sighing, I said, "But you love gold. Don't you like the one I gave you yesterday?" "Yes, but I haven't tried it on yet."

So she took hers out of the box and had me buckle it on her wrist. "Oh I really do like this one. Maybe I'll just keep it. Look at the diamonds! I'll just have to practice putting it on.  You can keep your silver one. Thank you daughter." "You're welcome Marie."

That was today, day 3, and I managed to keep my OWN new watch. Happy Birthday Marie: you still drive me crazy, but I'm glad you're here to do so!