He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began. ~Leo Tolstoy, Russian writer
She: A chunk of bread and you, my sweet,
No more is needed; my life’s complete.
He: Oh, life, indeed, is fair and fine.
What’ll it be, your place or mine?
Note: April is National Poetry Month.
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 
Perfect! Simply perfect!
Such lofty praise — thank you, Beth Ann!
This is wonderful. It’s the season, and our grackels are making perfect fools of themselves while they sort out who to build their nest with. Love the photo, and love the dialogue even more. Beth Ann’s right — it’s perfect!
Thank you so much, Linda. ‘Twas loads of fun doing this one, and a little part of me hopes the crows would agree with you!
OMG Debbie, what a sweet, sweet post! LOVE the photograph! And it’s funny but the bird on the right almost looks like a tiny penguin!
As usual, well done, my friend!
Have a faaaaaaaabulous weekend! X
Ron, you’re right. It does look like a little black penguin! I was so busy snapping this photo that I never noticed its wings were extended. Wonder if it was complaining about not having enough bread to eat, or contemplating the male bird’s proposition?!? xx
Ha ha ha. Debbie. Super poem.
Thank you, John — delighted you found it enjoyable!
Hahaha! Great, Debbie – thanks for the laugh! 😂
I’m thrilled to make you laugh, FF — just consider it payment returned for the number of times something you’ve written gives me cause to chuckle!
Love that poem Deb. I needed a poem for our Good Friday service. I looked for poems on line and asked someone to write one. I finally wrote one myself. I’m not a poet but I did it. Right in time for poetry month. Who knew I could do it.
Your poem made my day! Thanks!
I have no doubt your poem was perfect, Tanya — congrats! And just know that’s the way a lot of us start writing, whether poetry or fiction. We can’t find something that says what we want the way we want it said, so we do it ourselves!