How could I love thee?
When you’d smack your lips
as you ate apple pie
When you’d snore through the night
’til the sun rose in the sky
When you’d drum your fingers
or bite your nails
When you’d order extra onions
or drive past yard sales
But I knew I loved you
because you’d smile at my bad jokes
apologize with flowers
and hold me under the umbrella
during April showers
And as our sundial decays to rust
our garden blooms with well earned trust
(Another Valentine’s Day poem, this one written with my friends at Charles House.)
This is so beautiful, Bart.
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Thank you, Tre. We work pretty well together, my friends at Charles House and I.
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How lovely. The final stanza particularly moving.
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Thank you, K. We kinda rushed that final stanza since our time was nearly up so I’m glad it worked for you.
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It definitely did. 💜
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Beautiful, Bartholomew…what love should be.
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Thank you, Jai.
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You’re welcome, Bartholomew. 🙂💜
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💞💕
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Glad you liked it.
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This is so beautiful, Bartholomew
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Thank you, Max.
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I find this poem wonderful! This is Love❣️
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So glad. Thank you, Luisa!
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You’re so welcome 🙏
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That last couplet is so sweet. Ya’ll did well
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I’ll pass your compliments along to the crew.
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Aaaaannnnndddd…….
http://www.spanglefish.com/berniesblog/blog.asp?blogid=16154
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Thank you for reposting our poem, BB!
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That’s so beautiful!
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Thank you, Dawn!
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Beautiful!
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Glad you liked it!
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I think about it a lot, and here you got all the answers for me
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It’s all about umbrellas.
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totally
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