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posted by
marieclaire66
on March 2, 2007 at 2:36 PM
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Marie-Claire This is nice. Acknowleging the greatest of life's pleasures
the simple ones. This reminds me of that song Summer Breeze by Seals and Croft
SUMMER BREEZE
See the curtains hangin' in the window
In the evening on a Friday night
A little light-a-shinin' through the window
Let's me know everything's all right
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind
See the paper layin' on the sidewalk
A little music from the house next door
So I walk on up to the door step
Through the screen and across the floor
Sweet days of summer - the jasmine's in bloom
July dressed up and playing her tune
And I come home from a hard day's work
And you're waitin' there
Not a care in the world
See the smile awaitin in the kitchen
Food cookin' and the plates for two
Feel the arms that reach out to hold me
In the evening when the day is through
posted by
mysteria
on February 27, 2007 at 3:40 AM
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Marie-Claire
Something a little different.. you picture the scene so clearly. And isn't Taps's comment wonderful?
posted by
mneme
on February 27, 2007 at 3:36 AM
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Marieclaire
Reminiscent of the movie "Shirley Valentine" - one of my favorites, by the way. What a wonderfully vivid picture of a breakfast table shared by two people who know almost every move of the other. Beautiful!
posted by
Troosha
on February 26, 2007 at 9:13 AM
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Marie
Well done 
posted by
Kat02
on February 25, 2007 at 11:24 AM
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MarieClaire
Scrambled, well done with crisp bacon and a toasted English muffin, black coffee and, oh yes, freshly ground coarse black pepper on the egg please. Sunday morning with a pretty blue sky, a Sunday paper and fresh squeezed orange juice. It good to have a man in the kitchen who knows what he's doing and likes doing it. Thank you dear Twinkletoes.
posted by
TAPS.
on February 25, 2007 at 10:21 AM
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Excellent...
posted by
teddypoet_TheGoodByeFade
on February 25, 2007 at 9:52 AM
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Eggcellent, MC.
I shouldn't make light of it, because it's a very sobering and somewhat sinister poem, very good indeed. I have to admit, it almost made me want a 'full English breakfast.' What do they call it over there - a full NZ breakfast? Bacon, eggs, sausages, beans, toast etc etc. Yum.
posted by
Antonionioni
on February 25, 2007 at 4:10 AM
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Well written .
posted by
afzal50
on February 25, 2007 at 1:23 AM
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