His and Her Way

Everything in its place dear
This goes here 
and that goes there 
It's all so very important
I wonder why you don't care

When you are so messy
I swear I want to  pull out my hair
Didn't I just finish telling you
This goes here and that goes there

You lead me to frustration
With your lack of consideration
Don't you hear when I keep asking
Oh please oh me oh my
Those things a bit off of a centre
Are discombobulating to this guy

I'm perplexed by your disheveled
It's not pleasing to my eye
Why can't you do just a little bit
I swear you don't even try!


Her Response:

When I rise in the morning
Who cares if I make the bed
You think I am disheveled
I think it's my style instead
When you're so pernickety 
It sometimes makes me see red
Try letting loose a little bit
There are layers you can shed

I'm not about the makeup
Hanging up clothes or other extremes
Yet I'm not quite as messy 
as sometimes I'm sure it seems
I do like your sense of order
and that predictability sometimes
I've even come appreciate 
that you feel in orderly rhymes 
So I'll let you be mostly yourself
and I'll try to compromise a bit
I'll care somewhat a bit more often
where many of the little things sit

Embrace just a bit of unpredictable 
For within it a certain order exists
Be daring and a bit spontaneous
Don't be afraid to shake your fists
You'll learn that the special things in life
Won't be written on orderly lists
All in the end that really matters
can be experienced by taking some risks
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Duggan Avatar
April 21, 2016 at 2:33 AM
This is good one Richard, it is the other way around for Peter and I, thank you so much for sharing, loved it. Take care........Vera
Lamoureux Avatar
April 21, 2016 at 7:32 AM
Thanks Vera, sometimes each person adds the right amount and it works out just as it should. With you and Peter it seems you have found the balance.
Tacito Avatar
April 19, 2016 at 2:28 PM
Venus/Mars, allegedly. Just like the song, "I would do anything for love, but I won't do that"...meaning: Dishes, laundry, closing toilet seats, pay for dinner, rub my smelly feet. Oh, love...great piece! :D
Lamoureux Avatar
April 19, 2016 at 3:51 PM
Thanks Drake, it all adds a bit of spice to this thing we call life.
Emu Avatar
April 16, 2016 at 8:42 PM
Well done Richard, I enjoyed this immensely. I have a daughter who is ocd. I shall give it to her to read. Cheers, Craig
Nau Avatar
April 16, 2016 at 12:27 PM
Ah yes, we women with too much Estrogen and so big time OCD with that nest building chemical. Some of it goes away in Menopause. The you'll be writing, "WHAT A MESS U R"! Ha ha ha. I love the Little Golden Book, "Mr Dog:the dog that belong to himself" (Crispan's Crispian) by Margaret Wise Brown. An EXCELLENY OCD story for kids that deals with independence & order.
Nau Avatar
April 17, 2016 at 12:41 AM
OHHH will do! Don't know many guys with the OCD thing but when they have it...I think it is worse! Will peak at "Good Girl"! The title already has my teeth on edge. Ha ha!
Lamoureux Avatar
April 17, 2016 at 12:17 AM
Sometimes it's the the guy who's the OCD one. If you read my "Good Girl" poem, her husband has the affliction.
Manassian Avatar
April 16, 2016 at 10:28 AM
Made me smile.....we are all so different. Sometimes the differences drive us to distraction...
Lamoureux Avatar
April 16, 2016 at 10:32 AM
In a former relationship that was truly the case.
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