| Thursday, January 27, 2005 |
| Tribute to My Wife |
Last night I was asked to introduce Kelly before she spoke to our church's woman gathering. I decided to write a poem-like intro. Some of them have special inside meaning and I promise that the first one is not meant to be perverted. That being said, here it is:
Kelly is . . .
Kelly is a hotel bed with multiple pillows- rest for my soul.
Kelly is Palm Springs- an oasis in the middle of a desert.
Kelly is Encyclopedia Brittanica- knowledgeable of many diverse subjects.
Kelly is the chorus of “How Great Thou Art” - a life sung in passionate, stirring harmony.
Kelly is Valentines Day- patient and kind, not envying or boasting.
Kelly is the Deluxe Edition of Spellcheck for Microsoft Word- always knowing what word to use.
Kelly is Barnabas- the perfect partner in ministry.
Kelly is the encouragement note written on the bathroom mirror- always lifting me up.
Kelly is a sit-com audience- a synthesis of hyperventilation, laughter and snorting.
Kelly is Bob the Tomato to my Larry the Cucumber- she will be your friend la,la,la . . .
Kelly is a bag of stuffed animals- tactile-icious!
Kelly is a stethoscope- always listening to the heartbeat of others.
Kelly is Fort Knox- worth far more than rubies.
Kelly is a cup of Diet Coke with four ice cubes- great taste with no calories.
Kelly is University of Kentucky basketball- likeable but sometimes obnoxious.
Kelly is October 23rd- an autumn day drenched in an ever-changing palate of colors.
Kelly is a softball laced into left center- a poetic mix of skill and hustle.
Kelly is an Academy Award- having a flair for the dramatic.
Kelly is what happens after the clicking stops- then the roller coaster descends the first hill.
Kelly is August 1st 1998- The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
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yet another musing of steve-o @ 7:44:00 AM  |
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