Heart Shaped Carrots
The heart shaped carrots
Another cold meal
Convincing myself,
It's no big deal
In he does swagger
A rush plain to see
I'm sorry my love
At the office I've been
No guilt on his face
I sigh with relief
Soon off up to bed
Filled with belief
My instincts now rule
As he goes for a shower
His shirt has aroma
A sweet sickly flower
His phone I do search
Evidence plain to see
My darling be here
By quarter past three ***
Enough is enough
I pretend I'm asleep
When I hear him snore
Away I do creep
Come on kids lets go
Adventures ahead
The last time I saw him
Was asleep in our bed
Copyright © Carolyne Lloyd-Hartley | Year Posted 2010
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