(Poem) - Happily Forever After

Bad days aside
Most are pretty good
Some days can even
Be better than they should

Those days are blessed
Wonderful through and through
Because I simply get to spend
All my time with you

I feel like I belong
I feel like part of something
Something far bigger
Than wearing your wedding ring.

Someday the dog doesn’t scratch
The dog doesn’t grunt
She simply lays there
Performing a silent stunt

Harmony can reign
Within this amazing home
There can be a calm
Without the petulant groans

Of a crazy teenage girl
Who is our entire world
That’s not getting her way
As her life is unfurled

Yes, there are days
Where life it truly the best
In fact there are quite a few
That are far better than the rest

The hammock is crying our name
Swaying in the breeze
There’s not very much better
Than reading our Kindles with ease

It almost seems
As if our life is a fantasy
Yet it is most definitely not
This is our reality

A life full of love
A life full of laughter
I love my wife with my entire soul
For now and for happily forever after.

(( FYI, this poem is actually part 3 in my "3 Post Experience" this week. Experience the low point in part 1, where a bad day reeks havoc in Days Like This.   But of course, every bad day becomes just another tomorrow, where you find out that there are no failures, just unfinished successes.  All you have to do is remember There Will Always Be Days Like Yesterday. ))

--Dan

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There Will Always Be Days Like Yesterday

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Sure, this blog gets ‘plenty’ of views, but how many stop and read?  Not many comment, that’s for certain.  So how can I even tell how many read?

Days Like This

I hate days like this, when I can stare at the screen for far too long, not typing anything on the keyboard.  Its not that I have writer’s block, or that I’m burnt out, its just how I get sometimes.  Overwhelmed and underwhelmed at the same time.

Its definitely not a lack of topics, I have a list of planned ones.  I just feel so ambiguous about what I want to write.  Part of me wants to make it about, “What am I doing this for?”  Face it, this is a pretty thankless thing to be doing.