I Am Home Honey
Smells of fresh cooked roast
and garlic toast
filled the house the most.
Her man just entered it
all sad from his post
as he said honey I am home to boast.
What lovely bouquet
filled his nostrils as he hung his coat.
All smile she gave him a toast
of love a kiss from the heart.
Copyright © Michael Byte | Year Posted 2014
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