by Abigail Rudibaugh My husband—The under-paid editorand faithful encourager—says sometimes my poemsstretch a little too long. So, I’ll keep this two sentences(Please overlook the run-on—I’m new at this),to catch his eye with mineand nod to affirm I hear.
by Abigail Rudibaugh I don’t need dinner with steak,more pearls to keep tucked away,or a dozen red roses to know I’m loved. Who decided on twelve anyway?Why not a bundle of sevento make it interestingso I can ask what it means,and you can say, “because I love youall seven days of each week.”.Or how about […]
by Abigail Rudibaugh What makes marriage beautiful is your spouse pointing out— after ten years together— that you rearrange furniture to cope with your stress. Or that, you realize she really likes not having a plan, but you having one that she avoids until she needs it— and you already know, she will. What makes […]