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the grouch

he came home
to the grouch.

normally silly and sass, she was snippy and sour
in lieu of laughter, sarcasm
instead of sweetness...
a lemon-tart 
BONAFIDE
GRUMP.

He kissed her anyways.
He held her anyways.
He did the dishes anyways,
and cheered up the screamy baby
and cheered up the house.

He melted the iceblock that had molded over her heart
over the frustrations of the day
because she allowed the demons of disaster
to
chill her joy.

He melted her,
all over again,
he melted that grouch.

That...that is true love.



And that's just one reason I love 'im.



Comments

  1. RachelleJuly 28, 2018 at 5:39 PM

    "You know what you gotta do?"
    "I don't want to know what you got to do."
    Glad you have someone to cheer you up like you did for me!

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    1. Mikayla JohnsonJuly 28, 2018 at 8:24 PM

      Rachelle I'm having a hard time remembering. Will you help me on this one haha? My elephant is failing me!

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  2. Katie GronemanAugust 2, 2018 at 11:44 AM

    Been there! And sometimes the roles are reversed. It's good to have someone who loves you no matter what mood you happen to be in, and who can brighten your day!

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