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Sunday, February 28, 2021

TWENTY-EIGHT DAYS of LOVE....Day 28

 


Short read!

It’s Sunday and the last day of the month. 
Twenty-eight days sped by quickly. 
The last three days and four nights have taken a toll since my husband’s problems started.  I seem to waking up at 3:00am for some reason.  I begin to work on the daily blog and by the time I’m half through I feel sleepy again.  I hope it works as I’m doing this at 3:00am.  I think once I’m feeling tired it’ll be time to stop.  
I can’t believe my birthday month ends today.  Oh well.  It was a month of good with my little party, but terrible with my husband’s issues.  All I can do is pray.  
The Valentine word yesterday was FONDNESS.  I wrote two short pieces that were to the point.  
Terry’s word of the day DEVIOUS.  I decided to write about a guy being de-friended.  It felt good putting this down for some reason. Don’t know why. It was just something I enjoyed writing.  
Even the wacky holiday piece was short and to the point.  
Now I’m starting to feel sleepy.  So I guess I’ll just end this like I said. 
Until tomorrow....enjoy your Sunday and your last day of the month of love; as always Stay Safe.   

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                 ONLY FONDNESS 
He had a tender affection for her
In his heart she triggered a soft spot
A caring devotion he felt inside 
Unfortunately his fondness 
     did not give way to love 

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                 OPEN EYES
She was quite fond of the guy
The smile upon his face whenever 
   he saw her spoke volumes....it was love 
        on his end
She did not feel the flutter of butterflies 
  inside from him....only a deep affection 
    of friendship 
They all hoped she’d open her eyes to 
   what she could have....not pine for another
 
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                        DE-FRIEND 
Cunning to say the least....he could be 
       devious 
Not Mr. Nice and Sweet as he portrayed 
The truth....he was a player 
  Toying with hearts 
       Trifling with emotions 
    Love to him a game
It took awhile....but.....he got his 
      comeuppance 
Finally seeing his true colors 
 she de-friended him from all aspects 
  of her life 

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   WACKY HOLIDAYS FEBRUARY 27th
 (International Polar Bear Day; Open That  
     Bottle Night; National Kahlua Day; 
           National Strawberry Day)

Taking the polar plunge in fifty degree
   weather no fun for a Floridian
But I’ll do it....after all it’s for charity
The bottle of Kahlua will be opened 
  and mudslides made 
Although I’d rather a frozen strawberry      
         daiquiri 

    
   

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