The smiles seemed sincere
as I drove away.
No watery eyes, except mine.
And when I call at night
there's laughter,
as if it's served for dinner -
not the somber meatloaf
and silence I remember.
That's when it hits.
I knew they'd survive,
but I never thought they'd thrive.
It's like when I learned
my favorite song -
the one we danced to at our wedding -
is really about masturbation.
I never knew it was that kind of love song.
But still -
I never wondered what else I got wrong.
Titmouse Beak, President of Pungent Sound Community Bank
Tag Archives: Watery Eyes
Each Spring Beckons Me Out the Door
A fuzzy pink sweater adorns the cherry tree and all the ladies, half my age, are smiling at me. Or so it seems – maybe they’re just smiling near me. It’s hard to see with such watery eyes, as if I’m looking through melting ice. Each spring beckons me out the door, but I’m moving slower than the year before and can’t keep up as the ladies walk past. When did these women get so fast? Luvgood Carp, Editor-in-Chief
Each Spring Beckons Me Out the Door
A fuzzy pink sweater adorns the cherry tree
and all the ladies, half my age, are smiling at me.
Or so it seems –
maybe they’re just smiling near me.
It’s hard to see with such watery eyes,
as if I’m looking through melting ice.
Each spring beckons me out the door,
but I’m moving slower than the year before
and can’t keep up as the ladies walk past.
When did these women get so fast?
Luvgood Carp, Editor-in-Chief
Each Spring Beckons Me Out the Door
A fuzzy pink sweater adorns the cherry tree and all the ladies half my age are smiling at me. Or so it seems - maybe they're just smiling near me. It's hard to see with such watery eyes, as if I'm looking through melting ice. Each spring beckons me out the door, but I'm moving slower than the year before and can't keep up as the ladies walk past. When did these women get so fast? Luvgood Carp, Editor-in-Chief