The Blue Bowl

If you are NOT a lover of poetry you might

want to skip today's post and come back tomorrow.

SO-

Did you ever have something get stuck in your head

and you only know part of  it?

That happened with me yesterday.

I dropped the girls off at school and 

on the way home

I was thinking about all I needed to do and

I thought of a poem that started

All day I did the little things....

My father was a reader of poetry and I grew up 

listening to him read it aloud.

So, I KNEW I had heard it but could not,

for the life of me, remember the whole thing.

I googled that line and could not find it.

I remembered there was a blue bowl in the poem.

I googled blue bowl and found a blue bowl

and remembered the poem had marigolds in it, too.

Okay- STILL nothing!

I KNEW I had some old poetry books downstairs.

After about an hour or searching I found it.

It warmed my heart as much today 

as it did all those years ago.

The Blue Bowl

Olga Plam

All day I did the little things,

The little things that do not show;

I brought the kindling for the fire

I set the candles in a row,

I filled a bowl with marigolds,

The shallow bowl you love the best-

And made the house a pleasant place

Where weariness might take its rest.

The hours sped on, my eager feet,

Could not keep pace with my desire.

So much to do, so little time!

Yet, when the coming of the night

Blotted the garden from my sight,

And on the narrow, graveled walks

Between the guarding flower stalks

I heard your step; I was not through

With services I meant for you.

You came into the quiet room

That glowed enchanted with the bloom

Of yellow flame, I saw your face,

Illumined by the firelit space,

Slowly grow still and comforted-

"It's good to be at home," you said.

Blanche Bane Kuder

MyHero and I took a test not too long ago

about our "love language".

The highest you can get in any category is a 12.

Most people fall somewhere in the middle of 

two or three of the categories.

NOT ME!

I was a 12 for SERVICE!

That is HOW I show my love for someone.

I DO THINGS for them that I think will make

them happy and comforted.

MyHero on the other hand did NOT score on the 

SERVICE level AT ALL.

Nosireeebob- He is a 

WORDS OF AFFIRMATION guy.

He likes to be TOLD that he is doing a good job.

Me?  I could care less.

If you love me-

DO SOMETHING....lol....

Like- put YOUR dirty socks in the hamper

instead of leaving them on the floor with your

dirty underwear.

That was an eye opener for me after all these years.

So, now I say

ATTABOY 

when he takes the garbage out

which is HIS contribution to 

SERVICE around here-

and that's all I'm gonna say about that!

Ain't life grand?