Swan Dance




	WRITE 2 THE HEART Stories that are aimed "Write 2 the Heart" April 1, 2003 Cheryl Speir, Editor, moderator@write2theheart.com ----------------------------------------------------------- Welcome to your latest issue of "Write 2 the Heart" You are receiving this newsletter because you requested a subscription or a friend generously forwarded their copy to you. To subscribe send a blank e-mail to subscribe@write2theheart.com. ------------------------------------------------------------ It wasn't until after I had scheduled Pete's story that I realized that I had scheduled it for April Fools' Day. I think I would enjoy meeting Pete's mischievous wife. ------------------------------------------------------------ Swan Dance By Pete Hall ------------------------------------------------------------ I was very quiet when I slid into bed. My wife was already asleep, her gentle, innocuous snore telling me I had succeeded in not awakening her. I got settled in, and only needed to turn onto my side, when a movement caught the corner of my eye. My wife's arm rose up and separated itself from the wrinkled mass of blanket, as if being levitated by the darkness. The arm and hand moved sinuously, like a snake from a basket, weaving a strange pattern in the air. It's shadowy elegance not unlike the silhouette of a swan. I watched fascinated until the movement stopped, then I gently placed my hand over hers and lowered it back down to the blanket. No sooner had I done this and was preparing to make my original turn over to where I sleep on my side, than the arm rose once again. Her hand moved this way and that, like the periscope of a submarine, searching for torpedo prey. Again, I gently pushed it back to the blanket. When all was still, I prepared anew to settle into my sleeping position. And, again, her arm rose up in the darkness. This time, when I reached over to push it back down, it avoided my touch. Frowning, I listened and heard the gentle snore that told me she was still asleep. I reached for the hand and arm and they eluded my grasp with serpentine weaving and graceful evasion. I followed, unable to catch up as she weaved, darted and dodged, successfully dancing her way through the shadowy dimness. Her arm sidled and slid with sinewy stealth, always one move ahead of me. When I found I could not catch up to her movements, I stopped, confused and wondering if I had already fallen asleep and was dreaming. After a moment more of periscope-like searching, the arm lowered itself to the blanket, my wife rolled over with her back to me, and giggled. ©2002 W.P.Hall el_oso_jefe @ hotmail.com You are encouraged to write to the authors to let them know what you think of their story, just remember to remove the space before and after the @ symbol. The space is placed in the address to protect our writers from viruses and email harvesting programs. Have a comment on today's story? Send it to: moderator@write2theheart.com ---------------------------------------------------------------- Today is Pete's birthday! Happy Birthday! Pete has written the hilarious story "Southern Fried Chicken" which can be found in Write 2 the Heart's archives. New subscribers, be warned, you will laugh so hard there will be tears in your eyes. -------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------- Letters From Our Readers -------------------------------------------------------------- Cheryl Mary- Ellen's story, My Neighbor, My Friend was written with the same descriptive and eloquent style I have grown to expect from her writings! I enjoyed as usual her style and her story. She looks at life and the things that have occurred in her life in such a special light. Betty King --------------------------------------------------------------- Military Prayer Reminder --------------------------------------------------------------- As you read over this list of names, please take that moment to pray for these young people and their families: Chris Speir Tim Speir Alan Thaddeaus Howard Todd Holland Graham William Julie Sagel Jessie Marshal Thompson Jason Please continue to pray for our nation, our leaders, and all of our troops. If you have loved ones in the military, or who are being called to go overseas, send their names (first and last or first only) to be included in our prayer reminder. --------------------------------------------------------------- Chocolate Alert! I know that got your attention! I am working on a chocolate cookbook to be given away on Write 2 the Heart's web site. This work in progress is tentatively called "Write 2 the Heart of the Chocolate Lover." Anyone who would like to join in the delicious fun, send a chocolate recipe with a brief bio to be included after each recipe. Send as many as you wish. --------------------------------------------------------------- Cheryl's Corner My oldest son, Chris, has wanted a piano for some time. Right now it is out of his budget while his sweet wife is in school. But God knows the desires of our hearts and can make a way when there seems to be no way. A lady who owns a rental house asked Chris and his wife to clean up after the last renters moved. The renters had left a horrible mess. The owner told him everything had to be hauled off and if there was anything he wanted he was welcome to it. Against a wall, almost completely hidden by trash, stood an old upright piano. It now graces their living room. God Bless, Cheryl ----------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------- © 2003 Write 2 the Heart Nothing may be reproduced or published without the written permission of the individual author or copyright owner. All rights belong to the authors.