Posted: under Daily Haiku, Kelly's Haiku. Tags: body, husband, marriageMay 31st, 2009
by Kelly
Renaissance woman
he says, hands cupped on my hip
and pouty belly
Oh, i thought W was going to refer to your ability to write, do mathematics and art! Ben has called me Roccoco but just the other day he said my hair smelled like busy mom. I took the hint….
Comment by Alison — May 31, 2009 @ 11:26 am
I, of course, also assumed he was speaking of my nimble mind and ability to take on any subject.
Oh well, I guess I’ll have to settle for comparison to a piece of art. : )
Comment by Kelly — June 1, 2009 @ 6:41 am
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Oh, i thought W was going to refer to your ability to write, do mathematics and art! Ben has called me Roccoco but just the other day he said my hair smelled like busy mom. I took the hint….
Comment by Alison — May 31, 2009 @ 11:26 am
I, of course, also assumed he was speaking of my nimble mind and ability to take on any subject.
Oh well, I guess I’ll have to settle for comparison to a piece of art. : )
Comment by Kelly — June 1, 2009 @ 6:41 am