Lets Keep Him

He was reading my ideals wave length, Peering into the depths of my philosophy, Spying on my dendrite highway. I wondered if there was room for him too Trixie my muse threw him against a wall Instead of shattering like the others, He rolled into a ball and laughed prettily His eyes were green and hazel, matching mine Let’s keep him I suggested. That was fifty three years ago Today he snores while Trixie and I write She is poking at him now, wanting to play