When In Misery
When In Misery
When in misery,
It was than we began to see,
Must find some relief.
So what could there be,
Bring comfort to husband and me;
From pain set us free.
Sad and down in dumps;
Up we did need something to pump;
Cute pup to perk us up.
Kathryn,
Have you started smiling yet,
Or receiving poem do regret.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2017
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