Thursday, August 5, 2010

He sends me roses

I know, it totally doesn’t make sense to anyone, but after being gone for a while do you just NOT know where to begin?  That has been my problem.  So just a few minutes ago, I decided.  Just begin at the latest memorable date….which was August 2nd 2010.

He sends me roses.  I think there just has to be a song or poem in that phrase SOMEWHERE and I probably have it in me…SOMEWHERE but not this minute in time…it will have to come later.  Maybe tomorrow.  But today I am sharing a verse I wrote years ago.  I have never shared it.  There hasn’t been a reason to.

He sends me roses…..every year….this year was no different.  If he could afford to send 40 he would have…but I would have skinned him alive….

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I don’t know why, maybe because he sent me red roses for our first anniversary….and it has become….significant.

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A fun weekend of fishing with friends set the pace for that special Monday….we were doing what we both love to do…even though it wasn’t a fancy expensive extravaganza…

Think of two old seafaring captains,

Telling a tale about their adventures on the sea

Or a story about the life they lead

Or maybe a story of you and me.

They would talk about the mighty storms that rocked their grand ole ships;

About the sunsets on a paradise island, about gold and jewels and pirates;

They would tell of squabbles and brag a bit,

Each would think his tale was the better one,

Of life and loves, and it seems to me…

our life is a story just like the sea, never ending.

Think of two old friends, sitting in front of a barber shop;

Having a coke, and sharing a joke, telling a story;

They would talk about the good ole days, what it was like to be young and courting;

They would mention a love not soon to be be forgotten; a love with laughter, sorrow, and mourning.

These two old friends would chat a while and watch as people walked by;

Sometimes not having to say a word, each knowing what the other was thinking about….without being heard.

Think of two young lovers, sitting on an old porch swing; holding hands and giggling, watching falling leaves and listening to birds sing.  Stealing a kiss now and then and blushing; wondering if anyone was watching.

It is a story our lives once knew…innocent, tender and still true.

Think of a story, with a beginning and no end;

Of two lovers who have become the best of friends;

Two friends who became the best of lovers;

This is a story like no others.

It could be told by two seafaring captains

Or two old friends

Or two young lovers

This story is a special one, still being written, with all I have spoken of.


“He still sends me roses”

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40 years…still going strong…I am one lucky (blessed) lady.


Diana said...

Happy Belated Anniversary Linda! I thought your Poem was spectacularly beautiful and it reminded me of my own marriage!
You expressed it wonderfully. I think you should send it somewhere to be published. Try
I really loved this!
Love Di ♥

Heather T. said...

Happy Anniversary again ♥ very beautiful post :)

Bernie said...

Happy Anniversary my friend....40 years shared with your soul mate is very special......:-) Hugs

Wanda..... said...

Happy Anniversary's good to be married to a great guy.
I noticed the word 'still' a few times in your husband and I use it as our 'word' when signing cards or notes to each other.

BECKY said...

Hi Gal! So glad you're posting!

Happee Anniversary to you!!! 40 years? You are 9 years ahead of us!
But it sounds like we both are so very blessed with wonderful marriages!

Thank you for sharing this heart warming poem!! You sure have a way with words!

Hope you have a great Friday and weekend!!
Hugs n Joy,

Judy Nebeker said...

Congrats on the anniversary! Bob is a keeper and so thoughtful to send you roses.
Fishing was a blast, thanks for letting me catch all the fish. :)

It's about time you posted something, keep it up, there have plenty of adventures to share.

Nan said...

Did you make that up? I am SO impressed. It is wonderfully touching, and the 'characters' are so real. Do you do much writing, Linda? Whew, you are really good. A belated happy anniversary!

Barb said...

Happy Anniversary!!!! This says it all: "Or two old friends Or two young lovers" Ours is coming up in a week. I leave tomorrow for Martha's Vineyard. Glad all is well.

Dani said...

How SWEET! Happy Anniversary! :D Neat that our anniversaries are so close! :)

Jientje said...

Happy Anniversary Linda! This is indeed a story like no other, I loved your poem!

joolzmac said...

Happy anniversary, Linda! Beautiful poem too. So glad you are back blogging after a busy family time.
Thank you for your sweet comment about Brianna's Debut - it was an enchanting evening, watching those young ladies and their gentlemen partners perform their dance. When my internet speed picks up again after the 18th, I have a little video of their dance to put on my blog to stay tuned.

Cheers - Joolz

imac said...

Happy celebrations my friend, this is a post from the the roses to.

Terrie said...

As always, I am jealous of your writing abilities. Love you tons.

Fifi said...

A BIG congratulations on 40 years! What a lovely poem .... you're good!!

Megan said...

All I can think of to say is: AWWWW!

Pat said...

What an amazing poem...I love it!
Happy anniversary to a special friend...who deserves roses!

Julie Harward said...

Hi Linda, thanks for your visit. Congratulations on the 40 years...that is so so awesome! :D

bettyl said...

How awesome is that!

Cass @ That Old House said...

Oh my goodness, Linda, this was beautiful! Howard and I will celebrate our 32nd anniversary on 8/27... it seems like yesterday that we got married!
And yes he still sends me roses, too. You gotta love the good guys of this world.

Rebecca said...

And may your blessings continue!

Rebecca said...

Beautiful flowers, beautiful poem/story, beautiful marriage!