Faded

 

“Nine o clock… Dad comes home today!”
As he waited, he listened to the sound of thunder and watched as the raindrops landed and then  joined together in a trail that raced to the bottom of the window pane.  A year is a long time to wait!

All fear faded away when he saw his Dad, dressed in army green, spotted with the weather, open the front gate and smile as he ascended the stairs.

Hitched

Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de-dee,
The Fly has married the Bumble Bee,
Says the fly, says he,
“Will you marry me?
And live with me, sweet Bumble Bee?”
Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de-dee,
Oh, I love you, and you love me!