She found a stem

with a tiny red bud

Fallen on the ground.

She took it home

Placed it in a glass of water.

Next morning,

She sipped her coffee with a smile

A gorgeous full-blown rose was by her side.

Mrs. Weatherbee..

Mrs. Long Weatherbee,

While rummaging through her old closet

Found her good-old pink lingerie.

With a smile on her face

Along came good-old memories.

 

In her teens, Mrs. Weatherbee,

Had stolen glances from nearly-naked chiseled boys

Girls ridiculed her, many laughed at her stupidity.

“Oh, how silly of me to wear this pink lingerie to the beach!”

 

To escape the humiliation,

Mrs. Weatherbee had dived into the sea.

She swam long and hard,

Suddenly the currents became strong.

Pulling her deeper into the sea.

That’s when she met the man of her dreams.

 

Mr. Weatherbee,

Saved Mrs. Weatherbee from drowning

& instantly fell in love with her in the sea.

Now, they’ve been married for many years.

But Mrs. Weatherbee still holds on

To her good-old pink lingerie

With all its bittersweet memories.  

Little Encounters of Love

At the cafe, we both reached out at once towards the cup of coffee placed at the counter. Our hands stopped midway, she turned and looked at me.

Our eyes locked for.. one second, two seconds, three seconds.. 

She quickly blinked and looked away.

I apologized and said, “Please, go ahead.”

She hesitated while reaching for the coffee.

So I said, “It’s fine, I am in no hurry.”

She lifted the cup, turned towards me again, looked into my eyes and gave me a smile.

I felt my heart stop.

She said, thank you and walked away.