Carolyn Brunelle

A Day On My Own - Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

A day on my own doesn't happen a lot;
retired hubby hangs around a lot too.
Rare indeed this event;
surprises me I have no trouble
finding my old 'zone.'
Creativity is always the soothing balm
whether a good write or photo shoot,
... oh and music to boot.
Crank up that old rock n' roll
take me down memory lane;
can still do the twist and the stroll.
A day on my own is easy
to fill all the empty space;
one day can become
a fairly likeable place.
But then I know he'll return
at the end of the day.
And to be honest
whenever he's hangin' around,
somewhere near me...
I'm really at my happiest anyway.

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  • Silver Star - 3,660 Points Jasbir Chatterjee (12/21/2011 11:10:00 PM)

    Khalil Gibran said, 'Let there be spaces in your togetherness...' Like all other things, Love too needs ample space to grow and blossom... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 7, 2011

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