Absence
What if God removed all women from the earth
And no one left for man to love or give birth
Or worse. mans cursed,
To wander alone in the universe
To cook and clean and shop all alone
And celebrate special occasions on his own
Or there were no more little dresses to by
for that little apple of his eye
Pictures absent of pretty smiles
No one to sit with and chat awhile
No more candlelight dinners for two
No soft skin laying next to you
Man would build dream houses for empty dreams,
No kids no toys no rooms to clean
A gift taken for granted its flower will shed
And selfish love will wind up dead
So treasure your flower and watch your garden grow
And shower your love so she keeps her glow
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