Seeking My Lady
Although retired and glad to be "job free"
I've still places to go, things to do, people to see...
When I get back home the first 'Order of Biz'
Is seek out where Sweetie Lady is
I start my search through 1st floor rooms
Kitchen; computer niche; both bedrooms
If searching fails to show where she went
I go down to check our cold basement
She doesn't go up to the model airplane attic
So all that points to my one remaining tactic
Explore the 'Wilderness': to wit:
The lot on which our house doth sit
Although the view across the yard would seem to be quite clear
She has amazing ability in it to disappear
So then I have to raise my voice
Like a pet owner, but I have no choice
I plead "Please call to me, my Sweetie Dear!
I cannot tell if you are here!"
She emerges from some bush, with pruner
How can I not have seen her sooner?
No matter, now that she's in sight
I only want to hug her tight!
Love of my Life: searching I DON't dread
Is when I search for you at night
Close by me...in our bed!
Copyright © Scott Kruize | Year Posted 2025
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