February 27th, 2012 by Magdalena Tabor
The other day, I saw your father.
It was the way you told the story.
I said, that’s what he would have said
And how he would have said it.
You said, Really?
And we laughed.
The other day, I saw your father.
His face superimposed
On your own.
And your mannerisms
Mimicked his just then.
I smiled at the similarity
And kept it to myself.
The other day, I saw your father.
You went on and on
About some political quandary
As he took the opposition.
You let him have the last word.
Just like him.
The other day, I saw your father.
Your temper got the better of you.
I heard it in your voice.
You’re not perfect.
Neither was he.
The other day, I saw your father.
In your grace and in your wisdom.
In your gratitude and in your genuine concern.
In your forgiveness (time and again)
And in your sensibilities.
In everything a father
Instills in a son.
I love the man he’s made you.
I love your father’s son.
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February 26th, 2012 by Magdalena Tabor
On Friday, February 24th 2012 , Michael’s father, Edward Tabor, passed from this life. Thank you for your thoughts and prayers. (We will miss you, Dad).
The rock crumbles
As the roots take hold.
It’s layers revealed
Like the rings within a tree.
Count them
One by one.
Each a sunset.
Each a storm.
So the year encircles
The life.
So the life enriches
The soul.
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February 20th, 2012 by Magdalena Tabor
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February 18th, 2012 by Magdalena Tabor
The sky.
My shadow.
My thoughts.
My mood.
The question why.
The way it broods.
A dozen pigeons
With crumbs for food.
Religion.
Gray with solitude.
Her hair.
Her sweater.
My mother’s eyes.
When no one’s there
To lullaby.
A hundred sheep
That flock the sky.
Gray with sleep
And dreamless, I.
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February 11th, 2012 by Magdalena Tabor
In observance of Valentine’s Day, I thought it might be fun to make mention of some of the world’s most famous sweethearts whose names are forever entwined, and in some cases have outlasted the relationship itself. They are not listed in any specific order for who’s to say who ranks higher in the couples department? They are, however, instantly recognizable, fictional or otherwise:
Liz and Burt
Anthony and Cleopatra
Hepburn and Tracy
Bogie and Bacall
Jackie and JFK
Marilyn and JFK
Monroe and Dimaggio
George and Martha
Abe and Mary
Bill and Hillary
John and Yoko
Paul and (Lovely) Linda
Lucy and Desi
Burns and Allen
Stiller and Meara
Stevie and Lindsay
Micky and Minnie
Napolean and Josephine
Nicholas and Alexandra
Ben and Jerry (oops! not that I know of anyway)
Victoria and Albert
William and Kate (aka the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge)
Charles and Camilla (aka the Duke and Duchess of Cornwall)
Ozzy and Sharon
Ozzie and Harriet
June and Ward
Sonny and Cher
Luke and Laura
Bonnie and Clyde
Mary and Joseph
Miss Piggy and Kermit (probably a rumor)
Santa and Mrs Claus
Lois Lane and Clark Kent
Mom and Dad
The list goes on and on……Happy Hearts and Flowers Day from whadawethink’s own Michael and Magdalena.
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February 6th, 2012 by Michael Tabor
Instead of writing about this incredible game (I’m still deliriously flying high with joy), I’m just going to open it up with 3 questions:
Was this the best Super Bowl game you have ever seen?
Who do you think is better Eli Manning or his brother Peyton Manning ?
(Keep in mind everything including the intangibles such as keeping cool under pressure, leadership, etc. not just athletic ability. Note: Eli has two rings and Peyton only has one.)
What was the key turning point or play in the game?
So WhaDaYaThink ? What do you think ?
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February 5th, 2012 by Magdalena Tabor
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February 3rd, 2012 by Magdalena Tabor
I love NY.
I love its grit and grime,
Its gutsiness,
Its grumble of affection.
I love its alley cat meanderings
Through the mews,
Its Soho-listic alternative
To self preservation,
Its guardian of gargoyles
Overlooking the masses.
I love it for its anonimity
And that anyone at any time
Can scream, “Arghhh!”
When it gets to be too much -
And it’s never out of character.
I love leaving it
And coming back
For more.
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