Wednesday 6 July 2011

June 25th

I bumped into my wife upon the stair
It had been a while since I’d seen her there
I asked her how she’d been recently
She said that she was working too frequently
She looked beautiful, as she did always
Love and first sight and other clichés
I asked her, if she had the time
If she would come with me to dine
She gave me that smile that she used to give
Which left me feeling positive
She said farewell and went on her way
And I have a date with her for breakfast on Friday

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