The day before we got married . . .
my beloved came and tucked my suitcase in his trunk for the honeymoon.
Thirty two years later we still love a little get away . . .
not too many that we take them forgranted .. .
and not enough that we forget that we need them.
He's tucked my suitcase in his trunk for a quick trip.
The trip doesn't require a plane . . .
nor a map ..
nor a stash of treats for the trip ...
but once we're there . . .
we'll love it all the same.
I was thinking yesterday afternoon . . .
he still loves me . .
and only me.
I must say .. .
I have noticed that the last few years he has gone sweet on two other girls . .
but I'm not worried. .
between the two of them. . .
they are 50 pounds soaking wet.
How does a girl keep a man happy for 32 years?
Pick a good man.