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Monday, May 25, 2009
Now I Get It

Jennifer carefully opened the envelope she found on her front porch. Inside was a simple, two-line poem that read, "Just as the man with hair of snow, so is the coin that's lost its glow." Inside was a picture of an old man, and an old silver dime. Jennifer wondered what this meant.

The next night another envelope appeared. "Just as the sun on a cloudless day, so is the coin that shines today." Inside was a picture of the sun, along with a brand new dime.

On the third night, another message: "Just as the time that quickly soars, so are the things that are not yours." Inside the envelope was a picture of a cloak, along with a pair of her sister's earrings.

Jennifer could hardly contain herself when the fourth night yielded yet another mysterious poem. This one read, "Just as the sky at noonday clear; so is the object you see here." Inside was a beautiful blue swatch of bloth.

Jennifer pondered the four gifts, wondering what they could mean. She knew her boyfriend was sending them, but what was he trying to say? Suddenly, it hit her. "Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue!" She squealed to herself. "He wants to marry me!"

What a creative proposal huh! haha (: