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Putting his vitamins out in the morning


Holding hands under the table while you give thanks


Scooting your chair closer to his


Picking up his toothpicks --- scattered all over the house


Watching him walk across the yard


Hearing his voice on the other end of the phone line


Seeing him praying and knowing he is mentioning your name


Laying in bed -- listening -- listening for his tractor to come home


Hanging his towels on the line to dry


Seeing his smile


Taking him a cookie --- just because


Walking hand in hand in the moonlight


Putting a patch on his worn out jeans


Picking mulberries on Sunday afternoon

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  1. Sweet simple romance equals wonderful companionship. You expressed it so well!

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  2. Had a quiet afternoon today...knew I wanted to get over her and visit your blog. I adore it. I can tell I am truly going to enjoy your gift...writing. Thanks for sharing it with us.

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