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Ruth Walters


A Companionable Love Or 'Working It Out'


The difference between them was palpable,
kind of off key like a strange smell,
they didn't quite gel.

She'd go her way, smooth and easy,
thoughtful and kind, straight,
and trusting.

He was a hard, edgy man, private, not shy,
a sharp tongue __ tough,
so you see the situation.

She tried to wring his neck once,
when they'd had a fight,
you'd never believe it!

Now they're this old couple,
timeless, mild, like peas in a pod
You'd never have guessed their past

and when they sit together
it's a companionable kind of love.

Submitted: Monday, July 16, 2012
Edited: Saturday, February 01, 2014

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  • Rookie - 134 Points Danny Draper (8/24/2012 4:36:00 AM)

    A compromise was obviously reached which is the maker or breaker. Companionable, a mellifluous word that is rarely heard in this too often noisy and bustling world. A calming tale of dubious pairing. Opposites attract, or is that destruct. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 2 Points Louis Cecile (7/20/2012 12:11:00 PM)

    A like the contrast and description of the couple. It works well and the finish is superb. (Report) Reply

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