The Mrs and I
home alone while the wife’s at work
when she’s home T-bone steak or pork
in two-thousand-six we met
since then I’ve been her pet
ups and downs we have had a few
no matter what we’re always two
we’re laughing and loving all the way
almost like children always at play
while poetry is my backbone
this relationship is in stone
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
