{"id":2083,"date":"2025-05-02T14:38:59","date_gmt":"2025-05-02T14:38:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bobboydpoems.com\/remembering-a-southern-belle-ex-named-eva\/"},"modified":"2025-05-02T14:38:59","modified_gmt":"2025-05-02T14:38:59","slug":"remembering-a-southern-belle-ex-named-eva","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/remembering-a-southern-belle-ex-named-eva\/","title":{"rendered":"remembering a southern belle ex named eva"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>he remembers how she\u2019d drive to his apartment<br>\nevery day after she finished her work<\/p>\n<p>as a social worker helping the elderly<\/p>\n<p>how wonderful it was to look out of his apartment<br>\nwindow and see her there in her car<\/p>\n<p>how wonderful she looked with her pretty brown eyes<br>\nand lovely curly black hair<\/p>\n<p>he remembers how she thought he had a fixation<br>\non blondes<\/p>\n<p>he smiles inwardly remember how she had a fixation<br>\non believing that<\/p>\n<p>he remembers how compassionate she was<br>\nthe most compassionate woman he ever knew<\/p>\n<p>he recalls how though was quite proper and<br>\nalways modestly dressed <\/p>\n<p>she surprised him in ways he hadn&#8217;t imagined<br>\nwhich amazed and delighted him   <\/p>\n<p>he liked her honeysuckle southern accent<br>\nshe liked mimicking his bostonian accent<\/p>\n<p>that he kidded her about saying he spoke<br>\nthe queen\u2019s english<\/p>\n<p>for a brief moment he languished over her<br>\nleaving him unexpectedly when she said a <\/p>\n<p>lot of things were wrong with her body<br>\nand she didn\u2019t want to burden him<\/p>\n<p>despite his wanting to be there for<br>\nher no matter what<\/p>\n<p>and leaving cards and flowers on her<br>\napartment doorstep for about a week<\/p>\n<p>she stuck to her resolve and what had been<br>\na wonderful love was forever over<\/p>\n<p>but now that should have been is barely a<br>\nmemory after over two decades ago<\/p>\n<p>his heart healed long ago and he doesn&#8217;t<br>\npine over the loss of her <\/p>\n<p>though she was the best match for him in<br>\nhis entire life<\/p>\n<p>bob boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>he remembers how she\u2019d drive to his apartment every day after she finished her work as a social worker helping the elderly how wonderful it was to look out of his apartment window and see her there in her car how wonderful she looked with her pretty brown eyes and lovely curly black hair he&hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/remembering-a-southern-belle-ex-named-eva\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[3],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2083"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2083"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2083\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2083"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2083"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2083"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}