For an umpteenth time, I fix my tie
glance at the clock and sigh
The memorial service starts at eight
And as always, we'll be late
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Awww poor thing...tell her I feel for her...crackers..eat crackers before getting out of bed! Hugs, Dee
Awesome write, Chuck... your poetry is the perfect fix for 'mourning' sickness. I'm not sure about the morning sickness though? Brian
I found this rather inter-resting this two-in-one tale, of things that matter I see a blue line, from the testing and impending sounds of pitter-patter? Danny
Worlds of fun and intelligence in your poetry, Chuck, and this is no exception! Thanks for the belly laugh! Est : ]
Clever witty poem Charles, very well thought out. I enjoyed it, it had a good story line and a snazzy ending. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
Astutely penned Chuck. Your observations on life are real and so is your poetry...Justine :)
Oh yeah, I love it when a snapshot of life is taken to another level like this. Everything works here. Ez
That's what good poetry writing is all about - taking a little slice of life and giving it a little something. Quirky, witty penning. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Chuck>>>You are trulyan astute Squire of versatile Literature.Many topics...always well expressed... Fjr
I don't know 'mourning sickness' but I think this is a very nice poem : -) .........cheers It is sweet and soft...... Gaurav
Aww, this is a sweet one Chuck. And you listen to Scarlett, she speaks words of wisdom there! Hugs Anna xxx
And how is the little mommie to be doing, for real? You had better learn to walk on egshells, old buddy, cause you tread on dangerous ground! !
Chuck, She most likely was a normal person once, besides what you did to her, what have you done to to her ? I just know that you are proud of both. B.V.A.