Wild Thing You Make My Heart Sing
This week’s photo challenge was ‘Wild Thing’. I remember quite vividly Jim Morrison singing this in our courting days. And Proud Mary and Bad Moon Rising by Creedence Clearwater Revival; none of which are particularly romantic melodies.
My husband has a lot of hair–and it is a little bit curly–not as much as mine–but still some waviness. When we married, his hair was about eight inches long and my mother was aghast. He also can grow a full beard in less than a week; typically shaving it off in the winter time==so altering his appearance that our youngest refused to go home with him after school—he was in kindergarten at the time but consented after he heard him speak.
I could write a lot more about him but after nearly 47 years he still makes my heart sing.
Sylvia Weir Art 
May your heart continue to sing for ever so many more years…lovely story
thank you—it seemed rather sentimental but then sometimes sentiment is appropriate–and your comment is lovely—thank you again.