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Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Virginia's Song

All day Monday I rehearsed a song to sing for Ginny when she got home from the doctor’s office after picking up her hearing aids.

I wanted that song to be the first thing she would hear when we met.

It’s a song I wrote 38 years ago especially for her. I wrote the lyrics. I actually made up the tune. She is the only person in the world who has ever heard her song. And I have only sang it to her a dozen or so times over the years.

So when she arrived home from the doctor’s, I cuddled her on my lap, enfolded her in my arms and sang Virginia’s song to her.

She deserves more than a song but it’s what I have to give. It’s hers alone.


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posted by John Cowart @ 6:04 AM

4 Comments:

At 1:23 PM, Blogger bigwhitehat said...

That is excellent.

I'm stealing your ideas and forbidding my wife from reading your blog.

 
At 1:42 PM, Blogger Jamie Dawn said...

Now that's romance!

 
At 10:33 AM, Blogger sunnybunni said...

Dad,
How you treat Mom makes me love you tremendously!!
I think that real men should show their love like that. It is very revealing and loving of you. I hope that my future husband & I relate and love like you & Mom do...(You guys are my love role-models).

-Patti

 
At 3:50 PM, Blogger Jade said...

That is the sweetest thing I have I ever heard! Followed by such a sweet message from your daughter, my heart smiles for you all.

 

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