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