I like this very much! Coming from a rural background, I know not every girl is brought home to meet one's tractor. A special fondness was at work.
Yes, "a special fondness." Alas, it was short-lived. I sure did like his tractor, though ... :)
I love that sentiment! That's earthy reality and rare in its innocence.
Thank you so much. I prefer "earthy reality." :)
At least for a time he must have thought you very special to share the dusty tractor with you. I don't know exactly why but this sure did give me a chuckle!
On our third date, he wanted to "just go ahead and get the license," ... sure glad I took a wait and see attitude ... :))
Now that’s true love. For a while, anyway.It’s a lovely thought.
And I started out so hopeful ... :)
This calls to me in the way young love often does, Teresa - and what you express so touchingly in your poetry.
Thank you, sweet Penny.
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