Coffee-flavored kisses--I remembered those as soon as you said it. :) A part of my childhood, and now my father's grandchildren will know them too. Mustaches are necessary for those, you know.:)
The mustaches or the kisses? or the coffee? or the grandpa's? I suppose they all go together, though. :) They do go together rather well, as far as I remember them.
Your poem is wonderful. Of course...really they all are. You are of that sort. But more than that...I love how your wit comes through your comments. Quick with the comback, making me crack a smile. It is a great conversation and I listen with my tin cup to your wall.
And you speak clearly through it as well.... Really, Annie, I appreciate your observation. I do see the comments as an opportunity to prove, occasionally, that I’m not as glum as I sometimes seem to be. On the other hand, if my new profile picture doesn’t prove my sense of humor, nothing will. And I’m glad you’re of the sort that likes my poems.
22 comments:
Liked this a lot. Thanks
Thank you, Anthony.
sweet,
this moment~
xo
erin
Thanks, Erin. It’s still in bloom.
I love see all this simple things of life as a poem. I feel like home.
Thanks, William.
Thanks, Crissant, that’s a lovely compliment.
Hello!
Yes Crissant are so right, I agree to her I feel like home, a true love grows with these things
this poem is simply beautifull
A beautiful snapshot.
Laura, that’s so nice of you. Your comment, too, is music to my ears.
Gray, thanks. Somehow, the frame composed itself.
William this is just so warm and wonderful...it brings a smile to my face and to my heart :)
I’m glad, Janice. That’s how I feel about your kind words.
Coffee-flavored kisses--I remembered those as soon as you said it. :) A part of my childhood, and now my father's grandchildren will know them too. Mustaches are necessary for those, you know.:)
Beautiful! And some grandmas are willing to put up with them, too.
The mustaches or the kisses? or the coffee? or the grandpa's? I suppose they all go together, though. :) They do go together rather well, as far as I remember them.
*grandpas
The mustache-coffee-grandpa kisses. I’m glad you remember. Just saying you do makes me remember more myself.
Your poem is wonderful. Of course...really they all are. You are of that sort. But more than that...I love how your wit comes through your comments. Quick with the comback, making me crack a smile. It is a great conversation and I listen with my tin cup to your wall.
And you speak clearly through it as well.... Really, Annie, I appreciate your observation. I do see the comments as an opportunity to prove, occasionally, that I’m not as glum as I sometimes seem to be. On the other hand, if my new profile picture doesn’t prove my sense of humor, nothing will. And I’m glad you’re of the sort that likes my poems.
Nice to see "Bouquet" has so many admirers.
Thanks, Kevin. And it’s not even “Flower Friday.”
William - Beautiful images with few words.
~robert
Thank you, Robert.
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