His Lady
My life is tough - and so is his,
We work, we play and work some more,
Time with the children is short,
We have a few minutes here and there
It was him who told me,
I would never have known,
A friend, some miles away,
On her own in the quiet,
Not just the once or the twice,
But more times than that,
At the weekend; in the week,
The were young ones again,
I trusted him, why did he do
Something cold, that I wouldnt do
A ballad poem is a form of poetry that tells a story in a song, usually a narrative song
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