Mark hugged me and sent me for a nap. Adam came home from work and hugged me and we went to JCW's for dinner. These guys know how to take care of me.
Emma does too. She is in a creative writing class and they are writing terrible poetry. Her teacher gave them a list of 10 things to make their poetry terrible and Emma, overachiever that she is, used all ten.
Roses are red--violets are Blue
Thy fair ocean Eyes are, too
Like beautiful Juliet and heartstricken Romeo
To a tragic early Grave thou shalt reluctantly go
'Twas early spring when I look't on thy Angelic face
Our joyful first Kiss: it earned First place
Where'er we do meet, in green Forest--or under a blanket of stars
Thou shalt forever be in my heart
It's nice to have consoling people and terrible poetry at the end of a long day.
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