Shawn L. Bird

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poem- love is August 23, 2014

Filed under: Poetry,Uncategorized — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:42 pm
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You are riding 140 km

on your bicycle this morning.

Upon your return

I have promised to have

fresh baked oatmeal raisin cookies

waiting for you.

.

.

How’s this for timing?  Hubby comes up the stairs, stumbling a bit after pedalling 142.5 km, just as I pulled the first cookie sheet out of the oven.  He was a happy man.

 

22 Responses to “poem- love is”

  1. Excellent timing – I would do the same myself 😀

  2. AC Says:

    Something about this poem almost makes me able to taste the cookies. I love the wording. (I’ll bet the cookies were good too).

  3. words4jp Says:

    So sweet;) you are a sweet wifey;)

  4. Oatmeal raisin cookie! ‘Tis evil that brand. Grasping the warm dough, fresh from the oven its heady aroma overpowers anyone’s dietary sense. And then! And then, you take that first bite and discover all is not as it seems! A slave to the pedals, up and down the mountains of BC you worked for this, the sweat of your brow, your heaving chest, your aching muscles. Only to find those semi-sweet morsels you slaved for have been supplanted! You expected gooey sweetness melting in your mouth, not this evil interloper of chewy fibre filled dietary sense! Argh! 😉

  5. ywwp Says:

    i wish if i can be a poet.. nice and sweet composition..


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