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Entre Nous? hahahahahah You

Richard Day — Fri, 23 May 2014 04:17:50 +0000

In reply to How easily the wheel of

Entre Nous?

hahahahahah

You know I shall remember this line for a long, long time--pretending I will live a long long time. hahahahah

Wonderful.

It is great to have a friend.

Thank you.

It really, really has been a fine day for me!

How easily the wheel of

MrSmith1 — Fri, 23 May 2014 03:52:29 +0000

In reply to I forgot to tell you. I awoke

How easily the

wheel of feelings turns, taking

us to new places.

All angry tears and

Life's frustrations dissipate

when children need us.

A dad's misery

dissolves at hearing joyful

news from his children.

It's entre-nous, just

between you and me, right? ... ( And

those few that can read. ) ;-)

Congrats, DD! Life is good!

I forgot to tell you. I awoke

Richard Day — Fri, 23 May 2014 02:18:17 +0000

In reply to Thanks DD, the following

I forgot to tell you.

I awoke so pissed off this morning. I screwed up the coffee and the damn PC went on the fritz and I was just discombobulated.

And the damn phone rings, most of the time it is just robo-calls and here is my son and he has been going thru all this crap at work for at least a year...

And there he is.

He found a new job and at the same salary with a better chance at bonuses and all his fears evaporated. And can you imagine, he has been seeking my advice this entire year? I would not ask my advice on anything.

And all my worry went away. And my anger went away.

He and his wife will receive a new child in September and all the bills will be paid and

Life is good.

Just between you and me, right?

Oh, this is delightful. I

Richard Day — Tue, 20 May 2014 20:00:14 +0000

In reply to Thanks DD, the following

Oh, this is delightful.

I sometimes miss connections!

Thanks DD, the following

MrSmith1 — Tue, 20 May 2014 16:45:37 +0000

In reply to I get the changes of seasons

Thanks DD, the following poem was inspired by yours:

The slow budding of trees and offspring.

The unstoppable change of seasons,

The unending change of diapers.

The unexpected appreciation for the loss of control.

Daddy does his best and Mother Nature does as well.

I get the changes of seasons

Richard Day — Tue, 20 May 2014 03:01:07 +0000

In reply to A Fired Up Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

I get the changes of seasons and yet I think I am no good at describing such.

It has taken so long to even see buds on the trees.

Anyway, here is poem of such with no Haiku:

Mommy leaves Seany alone with Noela every Saturday.

And this is when my son calls me.

That is when he calls me. Hahhahahaha

He listens for her calls and then cleans her up and feeds her.

Then he calls me. Hahahahah

She prefers to sleep on his shoulder following her brief lunch.

And then she runs around for awhile as he speaks to me on the phone.

OUTSIDE

By the time she dictates that it is time to go outside, Seany is finished with his connection with me!

Hahhahah

Like Louis CK underwrites, kids don't know nothing. Hahahahah

So, Seany says goodbye and my Precious takes him outside.

Is this poetry?

Yeah, I think it is.

Hahahahaahahah

My son, who maintained control of his entire life at one time?

Has no control whatsoever anymore!

And is that not WONDERFUL?

Mommy knows everything!

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