Fridayam's BlogYou have so many friends that
succour you in good times
console you in bad and they
need no wining and dining
no endless chats on the phone, no
complex web of meetings and
rendezvous, but hang quietly
shrouded on the rails in your room
waiting to adorn and adore.
Sugar, spice, sultry, and nice...so very nice...
because the story must be told
Storytelling, short stories, fable, folk tales,...
Still hot. (It just comes in flashes now.)
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Uh-huh. You could be talking about a number of people here, including yourself. Twitter people too…Ooopla!
I think you’ve tsken the clothes on my back and humanized them eloquently 😉 I like the irony in this Steve, definite, no one can take the shirt off your back 😉
Well, okay a second reading gives this an entirely new twist. Anthropomorphizing clolthing is certainly a less dangerous way of relating(?) Hope all of you get along famously without dinner and drinks. Now I think I understand those words women utter…”I fell in love with those shoes and simply had to have them.” Now it’s a fun poem…sort of.
I read this two different ways…. At first I thought this person sounded jealous, but then in rereading it I thought… It could be a personal reminder to what one has!
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