Be nice February 3, 2016January 15, 2016 ~ Rachel McAlpine Ecstasy is exhausting. Happiness is fine. Rejoice when your pipes hold water. Be nice to your plumber rain or shine. * Rachel McAlpine Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
I love “my” tradesmen. Yesterday “my” builder fixed three long-term nuisances in my apartment. He arrives when asked. He does stuff. He fixes things. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
Love those who do stuff and fix things! This poem can also be taken rather personally. Good to have our own plumbing working properly!! 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person
That is a special blessing of certain poems, isn’t it? The writer leaves ambiguity and room for readers to interpret them in personal ways. LikeLike Reply
🙂 Indeed!
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I love “my” tradesmen. Yesterday “my” builder fixed three long-term nuisances in my apartment. He arrives when asked. He does stuff. He fixes things.
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Love those who do stuff and fix things! This poem can also be taken rather personally. Good to have our own plumbing working properly!! 🙂
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That is a special blessing of certain poems, isn’t it? The writer leaves ambiguity and room for readers to interpret them in personal ways.
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