Darlington Chamber Main Street

02/11/2025

02/11/2025

Start the year off strong with $150 off when you purchase a Pro Armor Wheel & Tire Kit or 4 Wheels + 4 Tires. Enhance your off-road experience with high-quality, reliable, and durable wheels and tires. Offer ends 2/28!

02/11/2025

02/11/2025

Sorry! Cancelled due to impending weather!

02/11/2025

📢 Attention Customers! 📢
Have questions about our operational merger?
Check out the Operational Merger Customer Guide you received in the mail for all the details. The guide is designed to give you all the information on your account conversion from First National Bank at Darlington and The Bank of New Glarus.
Find enclosed:
• Account change information
• Debit Card Information
• Commonly asked questions
• Our locations and contact information
Prefer online access? Visit our guide here: https://www.thebankofnewglarus.bank/resources/operational-merger-customer-guide
Thank you for being a valued customer!

02/11/2025

02/11/2025

02/11/2025

02/11/2025

Great big sales! Come check it out!

02/10/2025

Here's A Sneak Peek At This Week's Specials!

02/09/2025

02/09/2025

See you at the Museum today!

02/09/2025

We Will be Closing at 11:00 am TODAY for our Staff Christmas Party!

02/08/2025

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02/08/2025

02/08/2025

In English, we say: “I miss you.”
But in poetry, we say:
“I trace the shape of your absence in the spaces where your laughter used to linger,
and let the echoes of you fill the hollow hours.”

In English, we say: “I don’t know how to let go.”
But in poetry, we say:
“I carry you in my chest like a stone—
heavy, unyielding, and carved with the sharp edges of what once was.”

In English, we say: “I feel lost.”
But in poetry, we say:
“The compass of my heart spins wildly now,
its needle drawn to places it can no longer call home.”

In English, we say: “I wish it were different.”
But in poetry, we say:
“I water the garden of could-have-beens with tears,
waiting for flowers that refuse to bloom.”

In English, we say: “I hope you’re happy.”
But in poetry, we say:
“May the sun that warms your days and
be as kind to as the first kiss of dew on the dawning light upon the leafs of the laurel that we once made love under”

In English, we say: “You hurt me.”
But in poetry, we say:
“You planted thorns in my chest with hands I once trusted,
and now every breath feels like an apology I shouldn’t owe.”

In English, we say: “I wanted to stay.”
But in poetry, we say:
“I lingered at the edge of your world,
a star burning quietly, unnoticed in your vast, indifferent sky.”

In English, we say: “I’m trying to move on.”
But in poetry, we say:
“I untangle your name from my veins each morning,
only to find it woven into my dreams again at night.”

In English, we say: “I’ll be okay.”
But in poetry, we say:
“I gather the shattered pieces of myself like broken glass,
knowing someday, even scars can catch the light.”

With poetry I write paths through gardens of grace with words in ways my body dare not go as a whole.

Credit: Divine Souls