Welcome to Monday! Mondays are notoriously dreaded days as no one ever wants to return to work after the weekend. What we all need is a little fun, a little enjoyment, and a little reading to brighten our day. Please read the following stories written by artists and writers who rose to the challenge and created a love story using only 20 words! Then, leave them a little love as this is just great work!(There will be one additional entry coming a later today so please check back :)
"With splintered joy, half-broken dreams, abraded courage, with skid-marked hope,fresh-splinted resolve, soft-bandaged care, I gasp. And still, I love."
"He smiled for her. She lived for his kisses. He kissed her and left her to mend
her broken heart."
"Though she works at home, he still does his half of the chores. He loves her
books, not her vacuuming."
"Loving myself, gently choosing between the many Paths I could take. Naudhiz. Raidtho. So many choices - I will choose rightly."
"My husband. Bright, shining star. Knows where to walk and what to say. And most importantly, what not to say."
Wanted a ten-cow wife.
Found me, convinced me, married me.
Encouraged me to grow, blossom.
Received what he desired."
"He wooed me not with roses, but Monty Python and rowing machines. Forget fairy tales--give me happily ever laughter."
"For Love of a Rose universe. Unfinished, unfound. Now I get the joy of discovering you. How wonderful is that??? :-D"
~ Phoenix Ravenswing
"Because of you I smile. I am comforted and find strength. It is you, peanut butter, who I love most!"
"He said, "It's always been you." They melted into each other trying to forget they'd soon have to part forever."
"I could never love anything more," Sara laughed, nuzzling the new puppy who tried desperately to nibble on her fingers.
"Our eyes met, tickled my heart. Dreams of us together, made me laugh. Want to make it official? We did!"
The Boats Come In: A Non-traditional Love Story
"The boats come in, carrying seekers of myth, beauty, tradition, history; I am aboard. The boats go out; I remain. "
"His shaggy beard scratched as we clung together, laughed. He warned he wouldn’t stay forever. I clung to hope, cried."
"She flings open the door, heart beating, cheeks flushed, runs to the garden with anticipation. It’s love. It’s blooming spring!"
"Warm hand in mine, he makes me smile, my heart full of joy with a "simple" "I Love You, Nonnie""
Ode to Natasha
""Off to the insanity" she says, she gives us so much, a place to: play, cry, smile, rejoice, encourage, share."