City Of Light

By Michael Seese

Last year, I entered a poem in the (radio station) WCLV annual Valentine's Day Love Poem Contest.

I didn't win. I didn't even place in the top 10. Did that stop me from trying again?

Nope!

So here is this year's entry, "City Of Light."

September stroll, Champs-Élysées,
Mona Lisa, café au lait,
Place du Tertre, al fresco dine,
Le Moulin Rouge, fountains of wine.

Our honeymoon down by the Seine,
"We will return. Some day." And then...

The babies came: one, two, then three,
Bottle feeding, Band-Aid knee,
Soccer practice, violin,
Homework, laundry. What's that? Sleep in?

Play, bath, story, then kiss goodnight.
Our home, our own City Of Light.

(Gee, I wonder why I thought of Paris.)

My wife said "Awwww" when she read it.

It's due tonight (or was it last night? no matter; I sent it Saturday) at midnight. Wish me luck.

Holiday SPAM

By Michael Seese

I checked my work email today (I've been off since pre-Christmas) and read the following message.

I suppose I could make fun of:

- "Marry Christmus" (I prefer a casual relationship with my holidays.)
- "and Happy Birthday Now bug off"  (What's a run-on sentence between friends?)
- "12 months!!!!." (Can't forget the period; otherwise, I might not see the end of the sentence.)

But when I "Show Details" I see an expansion of the sender's name.

Amanda...Dave...Amanda...Dave. It sounds like he (or she) has some issues to resolve.