Friday, January 16, 2009

Amore' Memoir

She caught my eye as she whisked in the door. Once caught, they could not turn away. I turned to the friend sitting next to me and said, "That is the girl I am going to marry." By the end of the night I had scribbled my number in orange pencil on the back of a receipt, in hope she would call. The rest is history, but that is how our fairy tale began.

Over the years I have tried my hand at poetry, actually her hand too, as I wrote a poem on her hand the first time I said "I love you." In a recent international poll, it was found that in most countries 20-30% could not remember the last time they told their spouse "I love you." The US was at 21%. That's sad.

So, let's have a little fun today. Stole this idea from the book Six Word Memoirs on Love & Heartache. Using six words, no more and no less, express your love of someone of something.

C'mon don't be shy...let's write poetry together. Mine will start the comments.


Brian Miller said...

Across the room, I fell forever.

Anonymous said...

Mmmm, you smell like bacon, Honey!

jake (to the) holla said...

music on, world off, worries fade

Daniel said...

Life saving, loving eyes, gone forever.

Anonymous said...

We're going to have a what??