We get a baker’s dozen words from The Sunday Whirl, http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/, Wordle # 26. The words are: forgive, shoulder, topples, shallows, bolt, broken, gathered, dancing, drop, burst, causes, feet and hoops. Yeah, tough ones—I know; it really took some work to come up with a theme for that mess.
AULD LANG SYNE
by Mike Patrick
He parked for the sixth year in a row
beneath the basketball hoop.
There were more convenient places,
but here, they’d shared their first kiss.
She leaned across and kissed him again;
nothing like that first time,
this time was warm . . . intimate.
An odd couple? Perhaps.
He from poverty and a broken home,
she from a privileged dynasty.
In their barren four-year marriage,
there had been problems.
The marriage had come close to toppling.
More than once he considered bolting,
but there was no cause except stubbornness.
He finally forgave her for being rich—
and she forgave him for being him.
He opened the car door for her.
Hand in hand,
they walked through the shallow snow
to the country club
where all her family and friends were gathered.
Together, they danced cheek to cheek
through the evening,
his hand, warm on her bare shoulder.
The clock slowly closed on midnight.
As the band switched to Auld Lang Syne,
balloons began to drop
and burst beneath their feet.
She chose the middle of the floor
to stop, tiptoe to his lips,
and whisper, “I am pregnant.”