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Sunday, January 28, 2007

Blind Dates


So she sat with him for five hours.
He professed how lonely he was-how his last two wives hurt him.
He ate, drank, confessed his need to have a woman in his life-
one who would do his laundry-keep him company on flights-snowmobile-ride Harleys
he ate, drank-drank some more-wept into his wine glass at the exclusive eatery
drank some more-
nodded off after about hour three-
drank some coffee-
spent an hour venting his right wing politics-
sobered
looked pleadingly at her-
"are you the one?-I just want to be married"
Why did she stay five hours?
As a therapist, her sense of compassion and caring saw a wounded man
so she stayed
By mutual agreement they parted-
he home to another lonely night with his fine wines
-and her-
to her peaceful home, with the cheery fireplace, dog and two cats-
a good book-
feeling thankful-and just fine
living alone