This Poem was Submitted By: Norman S. Pollack On Date: 2001-05-01 19:10:30 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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About to take a trip,    back to her high school reunion. my love, and my wife, desperately fingers through her hand-crafted jewelry box;      a question, and duress,      what will go with that dress? Then the thought occurs to her: "I wish i had that stone-beaded necklace right now." Another trip,    I go to the pantry for a snack; the love of my life has shopped well and the cubbard is not bare, and the choices are plenty,      those walnuts for baking      are mine for the taking. Then the thought occurs to me: "I wish I had that antique walnut cracker right now." A weekend trip    we're off to the Florida Keys; my love and I take a dream-walk in the Atlantic, a quarter of a mile out in green aqua water;      wet only to the waist      all other cares erased. Then the thought occurs to both of us: "we wish we had that that rubber boat for two right now." By these, and others, we've been burned. I think a valuable lesson's been learned. Next time, those profits will be spurned, We will have no more garage sales!

Copyright © May 2001 Norman S. Pollack


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