exhausted detergents and other agents
fail to clean the kitchen floor
in the favoured room
all the love given came from there
in the preparation of hot food
and baking spent the lonely hours
till he came home
at the laid table he whispers a smile
but that’s not all she desires
then he finds time to buy flowers
and wears her labours of love
but still she wants an escape from the dinning room
he sleeps dreaming up excuses
always in proportion her vowels she keeps
awake most nights she weeps© 2000 Lindsay Crosby. All rights reserved.
