The other side of the bed is a rich place
holding all I wished for in life
a kind heart, loving arms, and a pillar of strength
There’s no bad day that I turn to that side
and won’t find solace
or a good day that I look its way
and won’t find the day doubly joyous
That other side of the bed
makes my dreams real
I just wonder –
how does my own side
make the other feel?
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Day 9 of the November Pad Book Challenge is about completing the phrase “The Other ____________”. I thought it was a good time to write about my husband in a funny-silly sort of way. 🙂 Thank you for coming by. Have a great weekend.
MY WALL 
that’s a great question ! My ex enjoyed my side! I hated his! 🙂
A wonderful tribute to your husband.
The professor thinks the otherside of the bed could also be a cool spot to attain when one is warm. Thanks for the post it’s inspiring….
Oh, this is so wonderful, Imelda. I feel the same way. 🙂
As long as whoever is on the other side of the bed doesn’t steal the blanket everything should be fine.
This is so sweet. My other side of the bed probably thinks I should wear socks 🙂
So beautiful Imelda! I have often wondered myself 🙂