Weekly Fortune Cookie…“At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.”

When loves gives us a call, we have to answer the door.  Part of that love it seems is the need to pour our souls out onto paper.

Is it because we are so inspired by the feeling we have that we can’t resist it? Or, as I believe,  is it the fact that we know our partner is going to goo goo ga ga over each and every word. Because love is also blind and deaf. 

So go ahead, write away, even if it’s:

Gretchen, your so fetchen

Debbie, you aint heavy

Jim, you’re so slim


Girl, you make my heart twirl

Trust me on this one… they’re going to love it.

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