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Standing by the window
Eyes upon the moon
Hoping that the memory
Will leave her spirit soon
She shuts the doors and lights
And lays her body on the bed
Where images and words are running deep
She has too much pride to pull
The sheets above her head
So quietly she lays and waits for sleep
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Nearly two decades ago, I called Peg at home on a weekend day. We exchanged polite greetings, but I immediately asked her to put her husband on the phone as well. Once they were both on the phone together, I asked them a question. No, I asked them that question. I told them that I had honorable intentions toward their daughter and that I was going to propose. I wanted their blessing.
Years ago, I watched a scene from the movie Fiddler on the Roof with Paul Michael Glaser. I noted a very clever conversation where he informs a father about his intent to marry his daughter. However, he does not ask for permission to marry his daughter; instead, he asks for his blessing. I learned a lesson from that scene and asked for their blessing, not their permission.