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An Act of the Will

If love’s real, not the puppy kind, it’s not just a feeling but an act of the will a constant giving whether one feels like it or not. After many years you don’t know why you’re doing it or why It must be done. Two begin as grapes purple with passion unaware you'll be raisins wrinkling at the end. Donal Mahoney

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Anne-Marie Coreggia

Date: 4/19/2017 7:15:00 AM

Donal, there is so much truth in this wonderful little poem. It's like you can find yourself 'in flow' with love, even if there are some boulders down the river, you're still filled with spring waters:) A 7 Amitiés

Donal Mahoney
Date: 4/19/2017 7:20:00 AM

Married a long time. Don't know how it reached this stage. Perhaps unusual for a man if not for a woman. But it's true. So I wrote it down before I would forget it. Never ever had that kind of feeling for anyone else. Tough for a man to understand but then I think the genders, though equal, are different in make up and response. Thanks for reading it.

Phil Capitano

Date: 4/19/2017 7:04:00 AM

Good finish Donal, love the grape metaphor.