A Conversation With My Wife
Honey, have you seen my keys?
Dear, let the dog out please.
I thought I left them on the table.
Pick up some bread, if you are able.
I knew we should have made a spare set.
To Debby’s party, I am sending regrets.
How cold is it out, did you see the weather report?
Did you take the invitation from the mail I did sort?
Do you think my sweater will be too thin?
Dear, please let the dog back in.
I’m going to be late if I can’t find the keys to the car!
Oh, here’s the invitation – with the bills they are.
What was I wearing yesterday when I came inside?
I’ll tell her we’re busy, the real reason I’ll hide.
Maybe I left them in the pockets of my pants.
She might not want to hear we are going to a dance.
Honey, I found them, now I’ve got to go.
Have you even been listening to me, Joe?
Um, sure…I’ll pick up some milk on my way home.
Bread, Dear...Did you give the dog a bone?
Don’t have time, Honey, you know I’ve got to run.
See you after work, Dear. Have yourself some fun.
Dance!!! What dance!?
Oh, your keys are in your pants.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
