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I Find Solace

August 25, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

trembling

heaving

nose to neck

and

heart to heart

tear damp shoulder

with

gentle whispers

in my hair

i am

protectively encircled

and

i find solace

in my husband’s

arms.

Linking today to Random Acts of Poetry at High Calling Blogs and One Shot Wednesday.

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  1. HisFireFly says

    August 25, 2010 at 9:30 am

    Wonderful.. beautiful.. that’s what love is.

    • Sandra says

      August 25, 2010 at 11:40 pm

      Hard to believe 39 years in December!

  2. Sharon Cohen says

    August 25, 2010 at 10:07 am

    Solace was not something easily found as an adult. Many times I wish I could become small again and crawl up into my mother’s lap. Imagine my wonder when I discovered that my husband’s shoulder and steady stance could absorb the most brutal of pains. It is a wonderful thing.

    • Sandra says

      August 25, 2010 at 11:41 pm

      That his “steady stance could absorb the most brutal of pains.” That’s precious.

  3. dustus says

    August 25, 2010 at 10:08 am

    Refreshing sentiment of admiration for your husband. Great detail to the closeness.
    Happy One Shot!

    • Sandra says

      August 25, 2010 at 11:39 pm

      He’s a keeper. Thanks.

  4. brian says

    August 25, 2010 at 10:44 am

    and i am glad you found it there…that kinda love and devotion is inspiring…too many would flee to the first available…nice one shot!

    • Sandra says

      August 25, 2010 at 11:42 pm

      Thanks so much, Brian.

  5. Talon says

    August 25, 2010 at 11:41 am

    The tenderness of the subject matter so perfectly matches the tenderness of the poem.

    • Sandra says

      August 25, 2010 at 11:42 pm

      🙂 Thanks.

  6. Nikole Hahn says

    August 25, 2010 at 11:51 am

    Beautiful. I feel the same way about my husband.

    • Sandra says

      August 25, 2010 at 11:43 pm

      We are blessed. Definitely.

  7. Jay Cookingham says

    August 25, 2010 at 1:10 pm

    I found a wonderful poem…and a wonderful testimony all in one!

    • Sandra says

      August 25, 2010 at 11:43 pm

      Awww thanks, Jay.

  8. Eric Alder says

    August 25, 2010 at 2:16 pm

    Makes me want to hug my wife. Very nice! 🙂

    • Sandra says

      August 25, 2010 at 11:44 pm

      Do it! Don’t put it off. 😉

  9. Anne Lang Bundy says

    August 25, 2010 at 3:29 pm

    You are most blessed, Snady.

    I can feel in your words the comfort received.

    • Sandra says

      August 25, 2010 at 11:44 pm

      And he’s had to give it so many times.

  10. Claudia says

    August 25, 2010 at 4:19 pm

    beautiful – love the expression of being…protectively encircled…

    • Sandra says

      August 25, 2010 at 11:45 pm

      Thanks, Claudia.

  11. Steve Isaak says

    August 25, 2010 at 4:21 pm

    Highly relatable, reads like a heartfelt (yet not manipulative, nor too emotional) piece. Excellent verses.

    • Sandra says

      August 25, 2010 at 11:45 pm

      Wow. Thanks, Steve.

  12. allison says

    August 25, 2010 at 8:03 pm

    expressed beautifully!
    have so been there…
    but never quite so lovely
    with me there’s always the stuff that runs from the nose when I cry?!??!
    ugh
    but the husband love whispering holding is great solace…

    • Sandra says

      August 25, 2010 at 11:46 pm

      Too funny. Maybe shoulder pads are in order?

  13. Gay Cannon says

    August 25, 2010 at 8:12 pm

    Cherish those times. Sweet, tender, and loving. Well written–your emotions visible. Thank you.

    • Sandra says

      August 25, 2010 at 11:47 pm

      Thanks so much, Gay.

  14. Moondustwriter says

    August 25, 2010 at 11:28 pm

    If there must be tears, than solace of a warm embrace takes the sting away

    Thanks my dear for sharing with One Shot

    hugs from the moon

  15. Sandra says

    August 25, 2010 at 11:50 pm

    Thanks, so much. Hugs back.

  16. Sandra says

    August 25, 2010 at 11:50 pm

    Thanks, everyone, for stopping in with your encouragement. 😀

  17. laura says

    August 26, 2010 at 12:02 pm

    This is so sweet, Sandra. This is a place of solace for me as well (well, not YOUR hubbie’s arms-snort-but MINE!)I am enjoying all these pictures of solace I have been taking in today.

    • Sandra says

      August 26, 2010 at 12:19 pm

      Ha! Too funny, Laura. Yeah, those arms belong to me. 😉

  18. pete marshall says

    August 26, 2010 at 4:54 pm

    i would be a proud man if my wife was to say something about me like this…i just hope i am there to hold her when she needs me…great share for one shot..cheers pete

    • Sandra says

      August 26, 2010 at 6:08 pm

      Oh, I have a sense you are and would be.

      My husband never reads my blog. 😉

  19. A Simple Country Girl says

    August 27, 2010 at 5:39 pm

    Indeed this is simply love.

    Blessings.

    • Sandra says

      August 29, 2010 at 5:35 pm

      🙂

  20. L.L. Barkat says

    August 27, 2010 at 8:05 pm

    I guess you can’t really share that solace. Oh well, it’s over to Ann’s house for the apple pie. 😉

    Sweet poem.

    • Sandra says

      August 29, 2010 at 5:36 pm

      Um, no. Not sharing today. Is there any pie left?

  21. S. Etole says

    August 28, 2010 at 12:33 pm

    You are deeply blessed in this source of solace.

    • Sandra says

      August 29, 2010 at 5:36 pm

      I’ll second that. 😉

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