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Monday, May 15, 2017

Honey Bun

My husby and I went to dinner today.
It’s something we both like to do.
(Let’s face it, I love it when someone else cooks,
Then tidies and does dishes, too.)

Talk drifted through topics both varied and wide,
Like politics, family and pain,
(With short bouts of silence to fork in some food,)
Then starting the talk once again.

We studied our fellow restaurant customers,
And yes. All our comments were nice.
(I know it was something you wondered about,
We were tempted at least once or twice.)

Then the dialogue turned, as it oftentimes does,
To topics light-hearted, amusing,
(I admit I prefer it when talk turns that way
I find it to be less confusing.)

We were talking of heroes and who we thought great,
Of qualities never found lacking,
And whom should be honored. Whom we should retain,
And which should just be sent packing.

My Husby’s my hero, I’ll freely admit.
Though, compared to the others, he’s…round.
His kindness and his generosity shine,
And with many good things, he abounds.

But Husby decided as the talking went on,
My Stud Muffin he just couldn’t be.
Instead he’d consider himself something more,
He’d be my Stud Bun now. To me.

So know as your reading this, Husby and me,
Are having some wonderful fun,
Exploring and wandering throughout the world,
Just me and my honey(stud)bun.

Monday needed help.
So Delores, Jenny and I decided that a little poetry would liven things up a bit.
This is my attempt. 
Hurry over to see what they’ve done!

8 comments:

  1. What a lovely light hearted poem about your HuneyStudBun. He IS a cutie.

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  2. Lucky woman having a honey stud bun all to yourself!

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  3. Buns are good, too! (No double entendres intended, honestly!) You and your husband are a great role model for the people in your life. Love and devotion -- and humour -- to last a lifetime.

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  4. How lucky you are. How lucky we are...

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  5. I like this :) I had no idea dinner conversation could become a poem. I'm really bad at table conversation, I usually read a book while I'm eating, I've been doing that since I was about seven and got my own library card. Good thing I live alone, right?

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  6. Ever notice that when you're with people who are hard of hearing tend to think that everyone in the place is hard of hearing too? I loved picking Dad up and taking him to one of our favorite stops for a sandwich every Wednesday. He would notice someone who was DIFFERENT and proceed to talk about that person, with the voice dial at 12 (scale of 1 to 9). I quickly changed the subject to avert some dirty looks from said topic of conversation....

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  7. I enjoyed your poem very much, thank you.

    All the best Jan

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  8. Tell your brother George that my mom does the same exact thing. Makes for some awkward moments.

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