<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Pov on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/pov/</link><description>Recent content in Pov on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 02 Apr 2017 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/pov/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>A Collar for Puppy</title><link>/stories/2017/04/02/a-collar-for-puppy/</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Apr 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/04/02/a-collar-for-puppy/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;My nervousness reached a new peak as I waited in the park shelter. The late summer&amp;rsquo;s day provided a perfect day but I was sweating. The park we had decided on was perfect. My soon-to-be other half waits under the great tree, our guests seated and waiting for my appearance. As the music starts, I start down the aisle. My shoes sink into the deep lawn and a primal part of me wants to run. As my gaze darts around I see that smile. The one that never fails to make me weak at the knees. That smile that I live for. I surrendered myself to that smile, that powerful personality long ago. I focus on that smile, raise my head and manage to make it to the end of the aisle. Today we make things official by making our bond public.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>