Love

Two poems -- one for yesterday, and one for yesterday:

Yesterday's:

I forget how much fun

My sister and I have together

Even in freezing

Florida weather

Guinness with dinner

And we were quite jolly

And in the right mood

For Flogging Molly

We giggled like

We were nine or ten

When the boy in front of us

Kept breaking wind

Despite the stench

We enjoyed the show

Although our voices, not our noses,

Were the first things to go


Today's:


Emailed from a realtor

Were houses to see

In the Summerville area

Of Charleston, SC

I found one I loved (I think) –

It had room to spare

But looking at a photo

Is not the same as being there