When I was a little kid,
we had a magnet on,
the fridge,
Love is like…WOW.
Some of you may remember, the love is, comic strip it was a cute little guy and little gal, looked like this, the little guy could be a little butch, I always thought he was kind of gender neutral looking, just saying:-)
I’ve heard,
Love,
referred to in my ways.
A many splendored thing,
all you need,
never having to say you’re sorry,
a battlefield,
the bomb.
I wonder,
what hasn’t been said??
about love??
and yet,
love is,
I think,
a new experience,
every time,
for every person.
Love is,
sharing and caring,
and pleasurable,
and hard,
love is dynamite,
and,
wading through mud,
it’s cuddling,
and arguing,
it’s going to Canadian Tire,
when you don’t enjoy,
Canadian Tire,
because,
when you’re with her,
who cares,
the world glows,
and,
you are happy,
anywhere,
even,
Canadian Tire:-)
Love really is,
all there is,
Later girls,
BB
**Canadian Tire is a retail chain that sells everything from camping to hockey equipment and plumbing supplies to kitchen wares, a very butch store, that this butch can’t stand**
N.B. I’m told by someone near and dear to my heart that I have been neglecting my blog, if that’s the case I apologise, and I’ll make it up to you all.
