The Plane Trip (or “Being a Spoilsport!”)

We boarded a domestic flight
Found our seats in a short while
My hubby asked “Want the middle?
Or would you prefer the aisle?”

I glanced upon the window seat
There sat a blonde goddess
Tanned, thin, full of grace…
And wearing a short dress.

I turned to my dear husband
Replied with a wry smile
“How about I take the middle
And you, hon, take the aisle?”

We settled down into our seats
And as I fastened up my buckle
I glanced at her, then at him
And had a quiet chuckle.

A Valentine’s Day Poem

Love hearts are all around  
Valentine’s Day is drawing near
Hubby and I don’t make a fuss
We’ve been together many years.
Back when our romance was young
(And, let’s face it, so were we)
We embraced Valentine’s Day
Made a bit of an effort, you see.
I remember those exciting times
When we were truly smitten 💕
Valentine’s cards were purchased
And romantic words, written.
 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Cute toys were exchanged
And flowers were a winner
We’d often pop a cork (or two!) 
Along with a nice dinner.

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Ads in the newspaper
Were carefully arranged
But, after we were married,
Well… Valentine’s Day changed.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I asked for no more flowers
Notices, or stuffed bunnies
Valentine’s Day became low-key
In order to save money.
Now we just exchange small gifts
To show that we each care
They’re often sweet and edible
…Chocolates (not underwear!)