Inch by Inch
 

   50 years of marriage, can it be? The time seems to have gone by quicker than our wedding day. The car would not start when it was time to leave and it was not the way I wanted to start or end this marriage night . You were still dressed in your virgin white and I was starting to shake that the car would not start . Finally, the car started to grind and my heart began to rev for I knew it was a special goodnight. The car wheels started rolling inch by inch but I didn't want to accelerate to quick and scare my lovely wife. We finally made it home and our 50 year love became one. 

   We threw the money on the table and began to count. There is more to this story but I will finish it on our 75th.

                                I Love You now and forever!                     

                                              Happy 50th 

Sculpture on the Stairs

    

When did I love you first, that's hard to say because there were so many things about you that started a new feeling in my  heart. Seeing you sitting on your summer steps from across the way, I saw a girl that I wished would look my way. I didn't want to stare but I still stole a glimpse of your sculpture on that cement stair. A spark was quickly set even though I really had no way to know  if a spark will create fire or just create a warm glow. I guess all it would have taken was a hello and I would have been ready to let you know that you had a special glow, but Little did I know that one day an innocent hello was not far away. As you approached me one day  after school my anxiety began to grow. I had almost finished waxing my fiery red car and you continued coming my way. All I could do is stare. You became a humble salesman  and asked me if I wanted to buy a ticket for a Good Council Sock hop dance. Even though I pretended there was no pressure at all I figured  that this was my moment to see if I had a chance with you at all. I blurted out in somewhat nervous voice, "I'll buy 2 tickets if you were my sock hop date." I asked but I was not sure of the reply. If you said no I still was ready to buy but it surely wouldn't be the same, I would only feel I was donating money and have no date. To my surprise the answer was yes, and it began a special love that lasts to today's date. 

Loving Colors

 

Fall has come and the Sun is as bright as ever but the warmth that it has given no longer is what it was this summer. Sunglasses are still needed but so is a sweater to make you feel better. The raspberry bushes are turning a lemon  yellow, the raspberries are hanging like Christmas ornaments and the pearly berries are finally turning a deep red and couldn't be sweeter. Most of the vegetable garden is now gone except for the fruit that is left on the tomato vine. The flowers that are still standing are moving back and forth side to side, seemingly to dodge the bullet like shaky Breeze that is blowing. It is only a matter of time before fall claims the breath of the green colors that made us feel better but even this season is special. It seems that fall tries to make up for what it has done and gives us loving colors that dance to the ground. The party has begun and the confetti like leaves keep falling until the last one hits the ground, unfortunately the party does not last too long because soon the colorless winter will cover the  ground.