One Man and Four Women

When a man goes on a date with four women one being his wife-who sits by his side he realizes almost immediately… he’s in for a wonderful ride. When a man goes on a date with four women he is thrilled, he is quiet…he’s reserved and he realizes almost immediately how much wonder there is to observe. And how much time he has to observe it (I imagine this is true in the north, in the east, west and south) because when a man goes on a date with four women he never gets a chance to open his mouth! So he smiles to himself because he knows when this day is done…and in his memory long after he’ll remember their stories, the look on their faces he’ll remember their smiles and laughter. He’ll remember how the moments seemed to flow easily one into the next… how they blend. He’ll remember what it’s like to be sitting in the midst of a circle of friends… He imagines it’s like sitting in a garden and he loses track of the minutes and hours refreshed by the breeze that is born of good friends surrounded by the beauty of flowers. Yes, when a man goes on a date with four women and one of them happens to be his wife along the way he realizes not only is this a wonderful ride but it’s part of a wonderful life.