It's finally time to come home No words about your day No calling on the phoneNothing to talk about or say You grab something to eatTime to watch baseballYou'll enjoy a sweet treatPhone rings customers call The life of an introvertAlways in the backgroundI of course feel hurtI pray for talking sounds Tick tock goes the clockTime to watch the news I'm always very shockedI'm always rather confused Please will you talk with...
Maude and the Mice by kscorn080 (pete) The sun was going down and the woods were turning dark as John climbed down off his big green John Deere tractor. He smells the fresh meatloaf that Maude had promised she would fix today. He walks in through the side door that goes into the utility room. He always changes his sweaty clothes and dusty boots in there. There is a short hallway that leads to the kitchen and John has just...
That her God always hears That is what she believes And that helps her and comforts her Because she grieves For the loss of her loved ones Both her husband and son Who had died in september of 2001 They were firemen Rescuing folks from the towers And when they collapsed She had waited for hours She had prayed every minute But too soon it was clear That fate had made truth Of her ultimate fear They were heroes, her men Th...
“It’s not what it looks like,” he said, frantically fumbling with the computer mouse. She smirked. “That isn’t the Victoria’s Secret website?” Failing to minimize the screen, he switched tactics. “I’m looking for your Christmas gift." “Oh? And only 364 shopping days left!” He stroked his beard and chuckled nervously, “Well, after all, I’m a busy man.” “You work one night a year!” she snapped. “Besides, you have an entire...
There's no need to fight, or apologize about what slowly died. There's no steering wheel on the way you feel- just a heart to tell what's right. When your heart must cheer, when you sense him near, there must be no guilt. In our given life, there should be no strife, just let your heart be filled. You will always be part of what made me into what I am today. You will have a part always of my heart, even if you move away....
Designed to be soft... Fighting to survive in this lifetime. Loves unconditionally without expectation. Willing to get pregnant with a child for nine months. Willing to endanger her life by giving birth. Surrendering her life for the one man. Designed to be needy... Her loved ones first in everything she does. Happy to have made you smile. A slave by choice for life. Provides a homey atmosphere. Loves to take care of her...
I would like to be able to stay at home all day, without too many worries on my mind and only a few kids to watch over and a few dishes to wash. I want a husband who will bring home all of the income and be counted on to do this every day. I want a husband who will land a job that makes him half happy, but also half angry. I want a husband who will come home every week day slightly disgruntled, but will announce that he i...
Margo sat huddled in the dark basement. Upstairs, she heard the "click" of the back-door opening - opening in a sneaky sinister sort of a way. That door was supposed to be locked! Margo thought, her heart racing. How did he get in so easily? Wow, this is creepy! I feel like I'm in some kind of horror movie. How did I get to be in this situation, anyway? But Margo already knew the answer to that question. The reason she wa...
Bored, Suburban Style Lucy was so bored. Every morning, she got up at 6:30 sharp when the alarm went off. Then she padded out to the kitchen on the freezing cold parkay floor to make her husband Jerry a cup of strong coffee. She also refilled Tootsie Roll the cat's dry kibble bowl and gave him fresh water. (Tootsie Roll was named by Lucy's seven year old daughter Minnie.) After that, she padded back into the small bedroom...
My wife is away for a few days, off on one of her junketsWhich leaves me here alone in this house to consider What life would be like if she didn't returnI look around this empty house and I begin to wonder Sitting in the living room with the television offIt's lonely when the only sound is the Seth Thomas clockI know I would miss her smile, her laughter, and her just being there for me Our walks in the woods, her listeni...
It’s that time of the year again Materialized love fills the mall ‘Chocolate, flower or diamond?’ The sales man asks ‘It’s time to shower her with your love.’ Beyond those fancy gifts A simple sign is all we seek To remind ourselves that There is still romance between us In our tiresome routine chores Once up a time I had a broken heart Until a girl gave me her hand In February I sent her a crystal rose pin The only jewel...
Nobody said it would be easy. She just didn’t expect it’d be this hard. The clock ticks the hours, the minutes, the seconds, and with each passing minute of daylight, she sighs deeply and braces for the screams. Her husband’s arrival carries with it simultaneous relief and anguish for she knows he, too, fears the minutes, the hours, the untold time that will pass tonight, and the screams that will ensue. She smiles at her...
"I knew I'd find you here. Taylor, you've got to learn to let go. It doesn't matter how many times you visit, she's not coming back.""Don't you know I know that, Kaley! God, you don't have to keep reminding me!" Taylor answered in an angered voice."Taylor, I am only trying to help.""Kaley, the only way you can help me is by digging her up, putting me in the casket with her, and burying me alive with her until I join her t...
I generally do not like massages. There is something about a fully clothed stranger touching me while naked that resonates weird in my mind. It brings to mind the clinical setting of my doctor’s office instead of a relaxing environment. Masseuses also ask awkward questions; “What do you like?” and “What do you want me to work on?” in a coy manner. These inquiries remind me of the strip club venue, being awkward but withou...
We never hear of her when we read how Noah gathered all God’s creatures— large and small and led them two by two into his Ark before the flood. We hear about his sons and how they worked to help him gather in the beasts and birds, the snakes and bugs and sail beneath dark clouds and blowing rain those forty days and nights until the dove returned with a leaf and soon they found dry land. We know he was a righteous man, bl...
