Wife Poem

19 May

     I promised to present besides news writing other forms of writing. One of my favorite phrases, which I repeat often enough, is a two new line poem I wrote:
          I know my fate
          my wife is always late.
     I consider myself a lucky man. I have a wife, who I love dearly and who loves me.  However, when it comes to time, my wife and I are polar opposites. I am aware of the time, while my wife is oblivious to it.  Time passes without her being aware of it. If I have an appointment, I try to be on time. If she has an appointment, she will invariably be rushing to be some where.  We’re just different.  I celebrate the difference.

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